HER BLOOD IS MY INTERIOR

(imsoproudofyou)

Yea, yea, yea yea yea
I don’t got your time
I don’t got time for it
And if you wanna leave
I understand, you can get goin’
I don’t feel bad for rollin’

(I don’t)
I don’t feel you stab me anymore (ok-)
I don’t feel my body, when I drop dead to the floor
Let somebody take control
It’s not me?
How did I know?
Learned it lone’ sometime ago
Baby, like why did you fold?

What you want?
(yea yea)
I’ll take profit
(yea yea)
Close your eyes
(yea yea)
Just do something
(yea yea)
And i’ll survive
(yea yea)
But is it worth it?
(yea yea)
(i don’t) I don’t really think that it’s worth it

I know you got your urges and i been there too
I need something gentle
Not reruns of last year
Hold me like my past year is not so blank
I can’t feel my fate
Better that I stay away
Outside lights don’t shade my day
Can’t take me out my grave

Yea, yea, yea yea yea
I don’t got your time
I don’t got time for it
And if you wanna leave
I understand, you can get goin’
I don’t feel bad for rollin’

Like, on my life i’m waiting for like somethin’ uh, yea
Like, all my life I was just less than uh, you
But baby, why you hide your face?
I gave you more than space
You don’t know the hurt away

(baby baby baby)
Baby just do what you suppose to
Then let me do what the drugs do (drugs do)
Feel loose
Feel loose
Feel loose
But it hits different when you hurt me more than less
And it hits different when you take me out my sense