​grafte - ​worthless

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Intro
❲?❳

Chorus
I can't get my life back
I can't get my life back
I can't get my life back
I'm worthless that's okay
I'm worthless every day
I'm in the fucking way
It hurts my fucking face

Verse
Put a ❲?❳ where my throat is
Take a pic of me, my ❲?❳ is about this
Slitting at my flesh I don't think anyone will notice
❲?❳ my own life for once I can't even focus
❲?❳ replacements, these drugs I'm never chasing
I'm scratching at my walls, take out my knife, give you a facelift
I smoke like an inhaler, these walls are turning paler
I know you fucking hate it, thеse thoughts I can't contain it

Chorus
I can't get my life back
I can't gеt my life back
I can't get my life back
I'm worthless that's okay
I'm worthless every day
I'm in the fucking way
It hurts my fucking face

Chorus
I can't get my life back
I can't get my life back
I can't get my life back
I'm worthless that's okay
I'm worthless every day
I'm in the fucking way
It hurts my fucking face
 
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