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Custom Hell letra


Night drive on the north side
You're like: How did we get this far?
My minds so loud, such a tough crowd
Drown it out, wishin' I could hit restart
I never want you to see me like this
See me get caught up in all of my shit, uh

Too tired and I'm tongue tied
I'm like: How did we get this far?
Lookin' at traffic lights, I'm racing through my mind
Maybe my heart's too icy to hold
Puttin' my blinders on, blurring my right from wrong
You think I know it all, but I don't

When you say you want me
I'm planning out my way out the door
When you start ignoring, that's when I'll be begging for more
If you say you're fallin', you're gonna end up hittin' the floor
So I tell myself this is my custom hell

'Cause when you say you need me
I'm shot gun in the getaway car
As soon as you leave me, I'm wondering about where you are
You can try to fix me, nobody has gotten too far
So I tell myself this is my custom hell

My custom hell, oh
My custom hell, oh

I got my own Eve deep inside me
Enemy doing whatever she wants, I'll plead
Dante, promise I'll pay my days
Learning how to right my wrongs
I never want you to see me like this
See me get caught up in all of my shit

We both know I'm a side show, riding solo when I go too far
Looking at iron gates, stuck in my same old ways
Wondering if I'll change if I won't, yeah (if I won't)
Taking my blinders off, look at the damage done
You'd think I know it all, but I don't (but I don't)

When you say you want me
I'm planning out my way out the door
When you start ignoring, that's when I'll be begging for more
If you say you're fallin', you're gonna end up hittin' the floor
So I tell myself this is my custom hell

'Cause when you say you need me
I'm shot gun in the getaway car
As soon as you leave me, I'm wondering about where you are
You can try to fix me, nobody has gotten too far
So I tell myself this is my custom hell, my custom hell

My custom hell, oh
My custom hell, oh

Grant Knoche - Letras

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