Lungs

Out of this shit, I don't know
I leave the space for the answer to go
I was split, from the pain
When I parts from laying my head full of mines
Give me your empathy, give it to something deserving
Where are you, where are you, who are you holding
I don't read signs but I see what's meant
I don't have money I gave you the rent
And I don't recall the places I've been
But I still have lungs full of golden Virgina
I am a throt if you are a fake
But when I was common I made you shake
Where are you now, who are you holding
who are you holding
Out of this shit, I don't know
I leave the space for the answer to go
I was split, from the shame
I was unnervingly simple to break
I bet he - has no need for my shelf of stress medication
Where are you, where are you, who are you holding
I don't read signs but I see what's meant
I don't have money I gave you the rent
And I don't recall the places I've been
You said I've lungs full of golden Virgina
I'm still a throt, if you're still a fake
But when i was common i made us shake
Where are you now, who are you holding,
who are you holding, who are you holding
I don't read signs but I see what's meant
I don't have money I gave you the rent
And I won't recall the places we'll be
I still have lungs full of golden Virgina
You'll be a throt, and I'll be a fake
But when i was common i made you shake
Where are you now, who are you holding
who are you holding, who are you holding