all this dirt takes its toll on me
baby could you, could you take, on me
all this dirt takes its toll on me
could you, could you, take pity on me
cold sheets, can't sleep
i think i just wanna be pretty
like could i be the one that you see
baby really could that, be me
mix the alcohol with benadryl and weed
brodee fucked up he put H in his veins
know you struggle you got battles you cant speak
all this dirt takes its toll on me
you the one that i miss
all this dirt takes its toll on me
could you, could you have pity on me
all this dirt takes its toll on me
could you, would you, have pity on me