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SNOW Video (MV)




Performed By: SXMPRA
Language: English
Written by: Kalem Tarrant




SXMPRA - SNOW Lyrics




Wake up in a ditch, blood on my kicks
Liquor by my body and I can't feel shit
Blood on my lips, few cuts on my wrist
And my brand new shirt full of dirt, f*ck this
Pull myself up, I am the enemy
Stop with f*ckery, you ain't no friend of me
Evil embodied is what I was meant to be
Anti to everything
Gripping the dirt, I can feel my self frail
I'm weakened by every time I have failed to recognise
I can control any aspect of life that I like
If it bothers me I will not hide
Takin a f*ckin' blade up in my spine
Look up at my face and tell me am I doin' fine
I cannot seem to be one with the demons a feeling
I fear I will never describe

A king does not rule, he is only a symbol

You don't wanna be another mothaf*cka layin' in the bottom of the sea
Or takin' a swing up in a tree I'm thinkin' of every time
I coulda woulda put a f*ckin' bullet in the book of everything that
I be callin' my dreams
I guess I'm
Tired of all of theses f*ckas that can't seem keep my name outta they mouth
Bitch, I never beat around a bush, I tell a pussy what I'm 'bout and
I won't ever give a f*ck about a thang called clout

Nowhere to run, I got nowhere to call my home
None of these mothaf*ckas hit my phone
I don't wanna walk on this road alone
Blood on my shoes, now there's blood in the snow
Blood in the snow
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Wake up in a ditch, blood on my kicks
Liquor by my body and I can't feel shit
Blood on my lips, few cuts on my wrist
And my brand new shirt full of dirt, f*ck this
Pull myself up, I am the enemy
Stop with f*ckery, you ain't no friend of me
Evil embodied is what I was meant to be
Anti to everything
Gripping the dirt, I can feel my self frail
I'm weakened by every time I have failed to recognise
I can control any aspect of life that I like
If it bothers me I will not hide
Takin a f*ckin' blade up in my spine
Look up at my face and tell me am I doin' fine
I cannot seem to be one with the demons a feeling
I fear I will never describe

A king does not rule, he is only a symbol

You don't wanna be another mothaf*cka layin' in the bottom of the sea
Or takin' a swing up in a tree I'm thinkin' of every time
I coulda woulda put a f*ckin' bullet in the book of everything that
I be callin' my dreams
I guess I'm
Tired of all of theses f*ckas that can't seem keep my name outta they mouth
Bitch, I never beat around a bush, I tell a pussy what I'm 'bout and
I won't ever give a f*ck about a thang called clout

Nowhere to run, I got nowhere to call my home
None of these mothaf*ckas hit my phone
I don't wanna walk on this road alone
Blood on my shoes, now there's blood in the snow
Blood in the snow
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Writer: Kalem Tarrant
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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