FML

Sacrifices in the Shadows: ANGST's FML Unveils a Tale of Loneliness and Lost Love
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Lyrics

Big racks, on me

Expressing possession of significant wealth.

When you live like this, you're kinda lonely

Living a lavish lifestyle can lead to feelings of isolation.

No cap, I'm lazy

Admitting to being lazy without any pretense.

Even though I'm still here

Despite challenges, still present and alive.

Praying that you miss me big racks, on me

Reiteration of material wealth and the loneliness that comes with it.

When you live like this, you're kinda lonely

Repeating the theme of isolation in a luxurious lifestyle.

No cap, I'm lazy

Reaffirming a lazy disposition without embellishment.

Even though I'm still here

Despite challenges, still present and alive (repeated).

Praying that you miss me

Expressing a hope or desire to be missed by someone.


If I could go back, go back, to my baby

Expressing a wish to go back to a specific time.

If I could go back to when

Desire to return to a past moment.

You said you'd never leave me

Recalling a promise of eternal companionship.

How many more of these songs

Raising a question about the number of similar songs required to be heard.

Till you hear me?

Querying the effectiveness of the songs in getting the message across.

How many things went wrong

Reflecting on the things that went wrong in the relationship.

Cause you hate me?

Questioning if hatred is the cause of the relationship's deterioration.

When we were upstairs, in the balcony

Recounting a specific moment in the past (balcony).

That's when I knew

Realization that the person can never be together with.

You could never ever be with me

Stating the impossibility of a relationship.

I fell for you

Expressing having fallen in love.

But you never ever fell for me

Highlighting an unreciprocated love.

One love, one lust, cause nothing's free

Emphasizing the singular nature of love and lust.

In life

General comment on life's lack of free things.


Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

Repeated expression of sacrificing one's life with frustration (explicit language).

Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Sacrifice my life (Fuck my life)

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Big racks, on me

Reiteration of the theme of loneliness and the desire to be missed.

When you live like this, you're kinda lonely

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No cap, I'm lazy

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Even though I'm still here

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Praying that you miss me big racks, on me

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When you live like this, you're kinda lonely

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No cap, I'm lazy

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Even though I'm still here

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Praying that you miss me

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Even you think I'm crazy

Repeating the idea that even if considered crazy, the person was still loved.

You still fell for me

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Even if you think I'm crazy

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You still fell for me

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Even if you think I'm crazy

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You still fell for me

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Even if you think I'm crazy

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You still fell for me

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Now you're gone, you're gone

Acknowledging the departure of someone with frustration and explicit language.

Now you're gone, you're gone

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Now you're gone, you're gone

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(Sacrifice my life)

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Won't come back (Sacrifice my life)

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Now you're gone (Sacrifice my life)

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Fuck my life (Sacrifice my life)

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Fuck my life (Sacrifice my life)

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Fuck my life (Sacrifice my life)

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Now you're gone me too, what's going on

Expressing confusion and reflecting on what went wrong in the relationship.

With you (We can) What went wrong

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With you (We can) What went wrong

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With you (We can) What went wrong

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With you (We can) What went wrong with you

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Fuck my life (fuck my life)

Final repetition of frustration and dissatisfaction with life (explicit language).

Fuck my life (Fuck my life)

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Fuck my life (Fuck my life)

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Fuck my life (My life)

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Fuck my life (My life)

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Fuck my life (My life)

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Fuck my life (My life)

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The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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