Enough

Oh we could blame it on this city Nurture beating out my better judgement We could scream 'Oh God why did you do this?' While still leaning on bad shoulders After all the things I've been through Was this delusion of control? Like using hands to hold water It just as quickly hits the floor Sometimes I hate you Cause I can't get enough I can't just simply have it all Maybe it's my hand, with a knife at my neck I can't just simply have it all Sometimes just a little's enough Maybe I'm just thinking too much All my numbers burning red now Just like the color of my stomach We consume like we breathe LA air But what is it really all for? Sometimes I hate you Cause I can't get enough I can't just simply have it all Maybe it's my hand, with a knife at my neck I can't just simply have it all Sometimes just a little's enough Maybe I'm just thinking too much

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