Why the hell would you run this game?
Both my hands are tied
Afraid of thinking I dug my own grave
Fuck around with this
Strange and elusive, too afraid to lose it
I don't mind this pain
Most nigga's want you for your candy
They'll never know just how long it takes
I wave my own pride
And put it all on the line
There I go, volunteering, punish me
Self inflicted pain, sickness over you
Way over you
Here I stay, time to time
It must be what you put me through
It must be what you put me through
A little while longer
A bit more time
Why would you run these thoughts across my mind?
Please, relieve me
As cool as I remain
There's a point in which I'll lose my self restraint
Say, love, most niggas would've left you lonely
I fancy throwing it all away
I see it to my own demise
How much longer will I let it ride?
There I go, volunteering, punish me
Self inflicted pain, sickness over you
Way over you
Here I stay, time and time
It must be what you put me through
It must be what you put me through
It must be what you put me through
It must be what you put me through
It must be what you put me through
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