Come to me (Audio) - Poetic Discourse

(Lyrics below):

[Hook]

Come to me, let's sad fuck
Let's drink Hennessey and get mashed up
Throw you on the bed, break yo back up
I be grabbing on your hips, feel that ass up
Once you cum, listen honey, I'ma pack up
You'll ask why and I'll tell you we don't match up
But that's bullshit, and you know it, cause the truth is:
I don't know bitch.

[Verse 1]

I don't know shit; I'm all alone with a fucking stone pit in my soul
Shit, see it adds up: a life of disaster. I don't like it, I laugh but
inside I'm all slashed up. Inside I'm a bad pup. A bad fuck. (uh-huh)

I am bad luck (yuh nuh)
"You got a sad look." (Uh-huh)
"Well let’s match up." (nuh-uh)
"Your mother smacked up?" (Uh-huh)
"You got hacked up?" (Uh-huh)
"Now you've packed up?" (Uh-huh)
"Where you going?" (I don't nuh)
"Back to heaven?" (I can hope)
"I think you're tragic." (Who's to know)
"Are you really tryna joke?" (Listen honey, you should go.)

I am sorta like the snow: I am white, I am cold, I'm a sight to behold.
Got a half ounce of blow and some tablets
I don't know, I think I might go Monroe
All my life I've been told that I'm bright,
That I'll grow into heights few do know
But no (no, no, no), it’s to hell I have flown

[Hook]

Come to me, let's sad fuck
Let's drink Hennessey and get mashed up
Throw you on the bed, break yo back up
I be grabbing on your hips, feel that ass up
Once you cum, listen honey, I'ma pack up
You'll ask why and I'll tell you we don't match up
But that's bullshit, and you know it, cause the truth is:
I don't know bitch.

[Verse 2]

I'm a ghost bitch, diagnosed with a fucking host of shit
They can laugh all they like but they gon' toast my shit
Don't try and hold me bitch; you ain't consoling shit
I'm alone in my life and I don't hope for shit
"Where is God in all of this?" (I bet He don't exist).
Got the devil in my ear telling me that he owns me
whole fucking life I've been lonely. And bitch you wanna bone me?
Hold me? Whisper I'm your only; whisper that you know me?
Bitch I bet you don't see that there's no "me".
To leave, there's no fee.
It was only those three that could ever hold me

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