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Heart attack
- It's like my heart is under attack
- The only thing I have left is rap
- Now she's on my blocked list on snapchat
- How'd I let her take apart my heart
- dismantled it like a scrapyard car
- Now I'm driving bars into this beat
- on this blank empty white paper sheet
- I'm in stitches sprinting after this bitch
- She only wants me because I'm rich
- feeding off me like ants at a picnic
- She's an insect, these lines are flyspray
- She listens to whatever I say
- It's like I'm suffering a heart attack
- no life support to bring me back
- no paddles to keep me on the saddle of life
- It's a struggle just to survive but I'll flatline
- I'm just another guy who's had enough of the lying
- Teases me with empty promises of love
- And I guess at the end of the day
- She's not heaven in the form of a dove
- I'll bury my feelings with a shovel
- I'd never kneel, plead, beg or grovel
- Blinded by kaleidoscope eyes
- I cry until my tear ducts run dry
- I've had a banquet of being lied to
- I've arrived at the idea she's fried
- What can I do? Nothing worthwhile
- I can only watch while she smiles
- and takes apart my life with a knife
- She's running rife just because I'm shy
- Taking advantage of my hurt mind
- They say all girls are the same aye
- You can find out via your own eyes
- It's like I'm suffering a heart attack
- no life support to bring me back
- no paddles to keep me on the saddle of life
- It's a struggle just to survive but I'll flatline
- I'm just another guy who's had enough of the lying
- Now let's bring it back to another trap
- she lured me in like a cunning cat
- I was just the rat making her fat
- she chewed me up and spit me out
- on the ground like a kid with a sour sweet
- The end, bitter sweet because I was free
- released from her evil ways like a weasel
- She drew me out like an easel
- tricked me into believing her
- that she just wanted me to care
- she just wanted to share her soul
- but it was false and a horrible lie
- sometimes I feel like it was my fault
- but I opened up to her like a bank vault
- all she offered me was salt in my wounds
- shoot me in the foot and cover it in soot
- put my heart on the counter of dahmers kitchen
- she never listened to a thought I thought
- she wanted me to be an A on her report
- I was caught in a hell like school
- every day getting taught to kneel before
- this thot and cut me leg off and send it in a box
- but I can't be bought by a whore
- I'd rather short circuit and cut her off
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