Wrote a book called my feelings
Put it up on a shelf
Met a man at the crossroads
Perhaps the devil himself
Now my soul is for sale
You'd say I probably need help
No one needed me then
I said I'd do it myself
Go ahead get ya mind right
Thoughts of suicide
Hindsight is a bitch
Nothing new
This time
Inside
I ruin everything
Put the pieces back together
But it ain't the same
It ain't the same
Go ahead get ya mind right
Thoughts of suicide
Hindsight is a bitch
Nothing new
This time
Inside
I ruin everything
Put the pieces back together
But it ain't the same
It ain't the same
I've got you under my skin
Tempt me once I'm bound to sin
Tempt me twice you'll wish you're dead
So are you out or are you in
Under arrest to my demons
Can neither take em or leave em
Give me the Ace up your Sleeve bro
But I know that you need it
F*ckin' f*ck all you killers
Sick of all of you villains
You f*cking murdered my mother
Righteous blood you keep spillin'
Drowning in the dopamine
All of you dope fiends
Looking for antidotes
But snorting up poison
Back with boys yeah
Always say that you're closing
But when you come home bro
You've always got nosebleeds
Go ahead get ya mind right
Thoughts of suicide
Hindsight is a bitch
Nothing new
This time
Inside
I ruin everything
Put the pieces back together
But it ain't the same
It ain't the same
I've got you under my skin
Tempt me once I'm bound to sin
Tempt me twice you'll wish you're dead
So are you out or are you in
Go ahead get ya mind right
Thoughts of suicide
Hindsight is a bitch
Nothing new
This time
Inside
I ruin everything
Put the pieces back together
But it ain't the same
It ain't the same