Tekster:
Machine Gun Kelly Lace Up

, Lemme take a little sip of the vitamin water and little hit of the kushi I'm good, Chillin up in the clouds u wanna fuck my day up man I wish u would

young kid The schools most popular lame No friends No style, no clothes, no ends Just a bed for sleepin never woke up again Yeah, and my last prayer Was don't ever let me end up

you'll see me Uh, there I go 2 clicks north of the bronx Whoever thought she would found love in a stereo 2 headphones and a box She gets me up Every

I tell her! You know how we ride! They tried sleepin on the front coast And these 808 woke them the fuck. Lace up till you face up E. S. T for the death

can't It's stupid as fate This is the life I chose And I don't have room for mistakes But everyday I wanna give up Stomach hurtin like I did a sit up

alter ego in my world Well it feels like the world is spinning round, and angels asking if I'll be coming down But I don't know if I wanna do that, because up

me The verdict is I'm the truth You could thank today's jury If you want to judge you come walk a mile in my chucks But the road sucks better lace up

even get a grip of my life with pliers I'm fucked up in the head Close my eyes cause I see demons 'round my bed So depressed open 'em up hoping I'm dead

all those places. I be, half naked and almost famous. And when I get up I ain't changin', tell the world lace up. Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch