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Praying to the Sky - Lil Peep

HIhideandcry•Created February 22, 2025
Praying to the Sky - Lil Peep
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Press the green flag to start playing (sounds a bit weird in the beginning but the rest is normal) Up arrow to speed up Down arrow to slow down // "You know it's f**cked when the pain feel nice." // Credits to Megadeath45

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Lyrics Nah You know it's f**cked when the pain feel nice Cheap liquor on ice (yeah), nice I'm tryna get you out my f**in' life (f**in' life, right) Then we f**cked, then she s**ked me off twice Then I left that b*** alone like i was right, f**in' right (wrong) In your Th***, smokin strong outta bong What the f**, and I'm tryna make this song (hey, uh, hey) Young white pri**, i get a kick out hittin' licks Watch how I kick out your b***, just so I could cut my wri** b**, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip Pour my 40 in the dirt, then light my Dutch and take a sip I hear voices in my head, they're tellin' me to call it quits I find some Xanax in my bed, I took that S**** went back to sleep They gon' miss me when I'm dead, I lay my head and rest in peace I'm prayin' to the sky, I dont even know why, ay Oh, I don't think I can do this anymore No, washin' the blood from my wri** on the floor Oh, f**, what are you talkin' 'bout? My s**** is dope Play this s**** when they put me in a hole For eternity, so they can reap what they sow (s****) Oh, I don't think I can do nothin' but flow No, I don't know what she be f**in' me for Oh, I don't know why you in love with me, ho I keep them felonies up in my coat Up in the zone, I'm all on my own You know it's f**ed when the pain feel nice Cheap liquor on ice (yeah), nice I'm tryna get you out my head tonight (tonight) I'm tryna get you out my f**in' life (f**in' life, right) Then we f**ed, then she s**ed me off twice Then I left that b*** alone like I was right, f**in' right (wrong) In your th**g, smokin' strong outta bong What the f**, and I'm tryna make this song (hey, uh, hey) Young white pri**, i get a kick out hittin' licks Watch how I kick out your b***, just so I could cut my wri** b**, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip Pour my 40 in the dirt, then light my Dutch and take a sip I hear voices in my head, they're tellin' me to call it quits I find some Xanax in my bed, I took that S**** went back to sleep They gon' miss me when I'm dead, I lay my head and rest in peace I'm prayin' to the sky, I dont even know why, ay

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Project ID1137517969
CreatedFebruary 22, 2025
Last ModifiedFebruary 22, 2025
SharedFebruary 22, 2025
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