b2nny – burn markes
Genre Pop

LYRIC
​burn markes

Verse 1

Spent all this time here awake
To wait on what you would say
I feel like taking a breath
I didn't know what to take
And I finally saw you in true light
And it made me realize that-
Yeah I get, self-conscious bout bad shit I take it off
You talk back behind my shit, I notice all
The burn marks on my carpet are coming off
I can't concentrate my brain, I'm fucking off

Chorus

Concrete slabs, I'm pissed off I'm on my ass
Right my wrongs I know that I didn't ask
I'm on my own, I'm confused about my past
I get so mad I pick fights with fucking bags
Yeah, and what's mine is yours
Yeah, and I'm not bout your torture
And I can't take it no more
But I wish that

Verse 2

Some days I wish I could see how much I
Feel pain on my mo'fuckin' feet
And I get too wasted, too high, to realize
Been on my fucking name, I know it's not right
And some days I'm caught in my brain, I fucking zone off
You're talking down on my name, I fucking hate you all
Got luck in my pocket, bitch I got luck in my pocket
Bitch I got pal in my pocket and I'ma paint it like a motherfucka

Chorus

Concrete slabs, I'm pissed off I'm on my ass
Right my wrongs I know that I didn't ask
I'm on my own, I'm confused about my past
I get so mad I pick fights with fucking bags
Yeah, and what's mine is yours
Yeah, and I'm not bout your torture
And I can't take it no more
But I wish that

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