a love letter to the kind soul on twelfth street Lyrics

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Sad to see you go

Because I loved you so

But I couldn't hear you shout

Talking with my ghosts

But they're in my head baby

But they're in my head

I don't want to talk

Because I could end up dead

Cut me open with a saw

And there's blood all on my bed

You can't tell me what I saw

Now there's demons in my head

You can't tell me who to be

Not taking my medicine

Can't you feel the cold

Eating up your soul

Goosebumps from the rain drops

Took some pills now I caint stop

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Shorty put it down

Sad to see you go

because I loved you so

But I couldn't hear you shout

Talking with my ghosts

But they're in my head baby

But they're in my

I been moving slow

I been moving slow

I been moving slow

I been moving slow

I been moving slow

I been moving slow