I broke the law in Madrid
And I'd do it again
I got a bitch in every city that I ever been
I thought the money would do something for the sadness in
I broke the law in Madrid
And I'd do it again
I got a bitch in every city that I ever been
I thought the money would do something for the sadness in
Me but I'm deeper in the abyss that I've ever been
I've got 2 million other tracks, that all sound like this
So this flow is for the kids, that all miss that shit
But really I could give a fuck, when anybody miss
I'm too chaotic and the music is gon' regret that shit
[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
You think you've got it, oh, you think you've got it, oh
I always promised I would never rap about a narcotic
I'll keep that promise, but know that I'm still being honest
The help I needed coming, now I'm pushing a button, it self destruct me
And no, I don't wanna talk about it
I'll never take you up on your offer to help me out of it
It's just a matter of time, until I rest my eyes, go to sleep, and never come out of it
[Pre-Outro: Ghostemane]
(This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run)
(I'm not sorry)
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the me in your dream
I'm not sorry
(This is the end for me)
(This is the end for me)
[Outro: Ghostemane]
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me
I'll never be the me in your dream
I'm not sorry
This is the only way that I'll ever be, cut and run
I'm not sorry
You can't get too close to me (Yeah)
You can't get too close to me
Jeg brøt loven i Madrid
Og jeg vil gjøre det igjen
Jeg fikk en tispe i hver by som jeg noensinne har vært
Jeg trodde pengene ville gjøre noe for sorgen i
Meg, men jeg er dypere i avgrunnen som jeg noen gang har vært
Jeg har 2 millioner andre spor, at alt høres ut som dette
Så denne flyten er for barna, som alle savner den dritten
Men egentlig kunne jeg gir faen, når noen miss
Jeg er for kaotisk og musikken er gon' beklager at dritt
[Vers 2: Ghostemane]
Du tror du har det, oh, tror du du har det, oh
Jeg har alltid lovet jeg ville aldri rap om et narkotisk stoff
Jeg vil holde det løftet, men vet at jeg fortsatt å være ærlig
Den hjelpen jeg trengte å komme, nå er jeg trykke på en knapp, det selv ødelegge meg
Og nei, jeg vil snakke om det
Jeg vil aldri ta deg opp på tilbudet for å hjelpe meg ut av det
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