Lost Souls - Wrekonize

You already knew, knew

Ha, ya

Break bread and pour the wine down (down)

Ya see I don’t know whose body I’m in

And every time I try to climb down (down)

I find another soul under my skin

Ya need to handcuff my wrists

To the same justice

You used to keep my pops out this bitch

I told you a million times I’m sick of the lying, they kickin' and cryin'

I’m tryin' to find some peace of mind if ya don’t mind

I’m 'bout to pour the wine down (down)

It’s the lifeblood that keeps me adrift

And every time I try to wind down (down)

The TV gets me into a fit

I need to just close my fists, load guns up quick, and drop anybody trying to

resist

I told you a million times I’m sick of the lying, they kickin' and cryin'

I’m tryin' to find some peace of mind if ya don’t mind slime

I’m at a cross road

With a group fulla people who don’t wanna go home

And so we lock load

And be ready for whatever comes outta the cold

We got the will to succeed

Got the hustle to eat

Ain’t nobody gon' be stoppin' us, please

This could be you

This could be me

You see it only takes a few seconds to bleed

Lost souls!

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Lost Souls

Lost Souls

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Lost Souls

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

Break bread and pour the wine down (down)

Ya see I’m not supposed to drink this today

But every time I try to wind down (down)

Somebody brings a shooter my way

Now what are you supposed to do

When your conscience moves to keep you from really tryin' to be you

I told you a million times I’m sick of the lying, they kickin' and cryin'

I’m tryin' to find some peace of mind if ya don’t mind

I’m 'bout to get my grind down (down)

It’s a lovely day to bloody my shoes

And every time I try to rhyme now (now)

I end up only singin' the blues

I need to just close my fists, load guns up quick, and drop anybody trying to

resist

I told you a million times I’m sick of the lying, they kickin' and cryin'

I’m tryin' to find some peace of mind if ya don’t mind slime

I’m at the cross road

With a group fulla people that don’t wanna go home

And so we lock load

And be ready for whatever comes outta the cold

We got the will to succeed

Got the hustle to eat

Ain’t nobody gon' be stoppin' us, please

This could be you

This could be me

Ya see it only takes a few seconds to bleed

Lost Souls!

Uh oh Uh oh oh oh oh oh

Uh oh Uh oh oh oh oh oh

Uh oh Uh oh oh oh oh oh

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

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Uh oh Uh oh oh oh oh oh

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

Lost Souls

Lost Souls