Bladee One In A Million Lyrics

[Intro]
It's tragic
Tragic, uh, so tragic, so tragic

[Chorus]
Every day, I wake up to the same f*cking thing
Evil things in my mind and it spins and it spins
Is there any love for a boy that has sinned?
Candles always lit for the boy with the gift
Do we take a risk for reality more crisp?
Mixed in with the spit, is the blood any thick?
When you built like this, does the drugs even hit? (Hit)
Let us take a look at the sky and exist (Aw)
Listen and forget (Uh)
Mr. One in a Million (It's tragic)
Mr. One in a Million (Uh)
One, one (Just imagine)
[Verse]
Mansion on the hill, stood in a pool of blood
Swan on the sleeve, flags waving
Winds from the north, freeze all shores
Brutal frost-born (Million)
Mansion on the hill, stood in a pool of blood
Swan on the sleeve, flags waving

[Bridge]
It's tragic
One in a million
Mr. One in a Million (Uh, uh)
So tragic, so vapid
The holy lord, Saint George
So tragic, so vapid

[Chorus]
Every day, I wake up to the same f*cking thing
Evil things in my mind and it spins and it spins
Is there any love for a boy that has sinned?
Candles always lit for the boy with the gift Mr. One in a Million (It's tragic, it's tragic, it's beautiful)
Do you take a risk for reality more crisp?
Mixed in with the spit, is the blood any thick?
When you built like this, does the drugs even hit?
Let us take a look at the sky and exist
One in a million, suffer in distress
One in a million, suffer in distress
Every day, I wake up to the same f*cking thing
Evil things in my mind and it spins and it spins
Is there any love for a boy that has sinned?
Candles always lit for the boy with the gift (RipSquad)
Mr. One in a Million
[Outro]
Like the ash on the snow, cigarette
One in a
Uh, I'm crazy
One in a million
Like the ash on the—
Uh, uh
Evil things in my mind and it spins and it spins (Send an invitation)
Is there any love for a boy that has sinned? (Don't you know? Mr. Lead From the Go, it's tragic)
Candles always lit for the boy with the gift (Cross in the snow, it's tragic)
Mr. One—
Every day, I wake up to the same f*cking thing
Evil things in my mind and it spins and it spins
Is there any love for a boy that has sinned?
Candles always lit for the boy with the gift (It's tragic)

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