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The way you talkin' shit, it's gettin' hard to hear Pain never really comes out clear But I can hear it your tone, know you're scared I can hear it through your phone, know it's there Talkin' loud won't make things clear I get it, feel like you got so much more to say Feel like writing on the walls is fake It's gettin' hard for me to concentrate I'd rather put something do on you, babe On you, on you, on you, on you On you, on you, on you, on you, ooh woah, oh You, ooh, woah I'd rather put something do on you, babe On you, on you, on you, on you On you, on you, on you, on you, ooh woah, oh You, ooh, woah Oh, oh-oh-oh You don't ever really make things fair You don't ever really make things clear At a current disadvantage in here Feel like I'm always goin' to war with your cares Like I'm always goin' to war with your fears Letras de cancionesBut I get it, I get it Feel like you got so much more to say Feel like writing on the walls is fake It's gettin' hard for me to concentrate I'd rather put something do on you, babe On you, on you, on you, on you On you, on you, on you, on you, ooh woah, oh You, ooh, woah I'd rather put something do on you, babe On you, on you, on you, on you On you, on you, on you, on you, ooh woah, oh You, ooh, woah Oh, oh-oh-oh Ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, oh-oh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh From Letras Mania