Tekst:
Hope Of The States Sadness On My Back

I lived my life between the cracks I carry sadness on my back I lose, I know, I always will I broke your heart and you broke mine I'm hoping that before

I lived my life between the cracks I carry sadness on my back I lose, I know, I always will I broke your heart and you broke mine I'm hoping that before

expectancy is about thirty Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way If I get caught across Jersey state

Kansas Trying to leave my state of mind Trying to leave this awful sadness But I can't leave this world behind South of Delia there's a patch out back

we're both aware My first tv murder the night in anti-poor My hole into a closet of 1984 But when I wrote something lovely with my ink I stopped being humpty dumpty on

if they try [Puffy] Now we can flip my bitch named Angela She my weed and my wipe and handler Branding her with a tattoo with my name on it Make her

're both aware My first tv murder the night in anti-poor My hole into a closet of 1984 But when I wrote something lovely with my ink I stopped being humpty dumpty on

Kansas Trying to leave my state of mind Trying to leave this awful sadness But I can't leave this world behind South of Delia there's a patch out back