They want some lyrical shit
To test how I rap
Well f*ck you bitch
Here's a bottle of jack
With a shot and a slap
F*cking panic, attack
Ten feet deep in depression
How's that?
Riverside, Razorblade
Quick slide to a major vein
Goddamn it hurts, major pain
Insane mental patient
White walls with a bloody blanket
Dying calls and I pick it up
Say hello, well hi what's up
"Hey it's death again, and I'm wondering
Have you found a way to live through suffering?
Damn that's tragic, I'll just use this dark cult magic and drag you back to hell again
Oh god please no, I'm still trying
Honestly though, I'm not lying
Everyday it feels like I'm dying
And when the path seems to widen
Nighttime falls and I'm back to crying
Can't deny it
I have problems that I'm good at hiding
And at least she gets it, oh who?
Yeah her, the dead girl in the corner who hears my words
"But she's not real"
Oh yes she is
"Okay, you've had enough. I'm on my way, so get ready and pack your things. Back to hell with this vile thing."
Oh f*ck, okay
Never thought that I'd die
Like this and I might cry
Suicide at my bedside
Razorblade with a quick slide
The blood soak down through black jeans
Mesmerizing if you ask me
Don't give a f*ck don't @ me
I run from shit like an athlete
Count my problems like a mathlete
This shit all stems from the past please
Take a look what's around me
Broken house with no family
And currently I'm drowning
Tears pour out like fountains
Anxiety tall like mountains
I'll tell you all where I sit
In the middle with depression bitch
Staring down an eternal abyss
It's slowly dragging my body in
If God is real then I've had it
Damn my body to the madness
My minds been there and I'll gladly
Leave this earth you can have it
My body rots through the mattress
And they all think how tragic
It all makes sense never had shit
It blew away like ashes from cigarettesI'll take a hit, one more time and I'll slash a wrist
So say goodbye cause I'm over it, clearing house with no closure bitch, one last time no final wishes
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They want some lyrical shit
To test how I rap
Well f*ck you bitch
Here's a bottle of jack
With a shot and a slap
F*cking panic, attack
Ten feet deep in depression
How's that?
Riverside, Razorblade
Quick slide to a major vein
Goddamn it hurts, major pain
Insane mental patient
White walls with a bloody blanket
Dying calls and I pick it up
Say hello, well hi what's up
"Hey it's death again, and I'm wondering
Have you found a way to live through suffering?
Damn that's tragic, I'll just use this dark cult magic and drag you back to hell again
Oh god please no, I'm still trying
Honestly though, I'm not lying
Everyday it feels like I'm dying
And when the path seems to widen
Nighttime falls and I'm back to crying
Can't deny it
I have problems that I'm good at hiding
And at least she gets it, oh who?
Yeah her, the dead girl in the corner who hears my words
"But she's not real"
Oh yes she is
"Okay, you've had enough. I'm on my way, so get ready and pack your things. Back to hell with this vile thing."
Oh f*ck, okay
Never thought that I'd die
Like this and I might cry
Suicide at my bedside
Razorblade with a quick slide
The blood soak down through black jeans
Mesmerizing if you ask me
Don't give a f*ck don't @ me
I run from shit like an athlete
Count my problems like a mathlete
This shit all stems from the past please
Take a look what's around me
Broken house with no family
And currently I'm drowning
Tears pour out like fountains
Anxiety tall like mountains
I'll tell you all where I sit
In the middle with depression bitch
Staring down an eternal abyss
It's slowly dragging my body in
If God is real then I've had it
Damn my body to the madness
My minds been there and I'll gladly
Leave this earth you can have it
My body rots through the mattress
And they all think how tragic
It all makes sense never had shit
It blew away like ashes from cigarettesI'll take a hit, one more time and I'll slash a wrist
So say goodbye cause I'm over it, clearing house with no closure bitch, one last time no final wishes
To test how I rap
Well f*ck you bitch
Here's a bottle of jack
With a shot and a slap
F*cking panic, attack
Ten feet deep in depression
How's that?
Riverside, Razorblade
Quick slide to a major vein
Goddamn it hurts, major pain
Insane mental patient
White walls with a bloody blanket
Dying calls and I pick it up
Say hello, well hi what's up
"Hey it's death again, and I'm wondering
Have you found a way to live through suffering?
Damn that's tragic, I'll just use this dark cult magic and drag you back to hell again
Oh god please no, I'm still trying
Honestly though, I'm not lying
Everyday it feels like I'm dying
And when the path seems to widen
Nighttime falls and I'm back to crying
Can't deny it
I have problems that I'm good at hiding
And at least she gets it, oh who?
Yeah her, the dead girl in the corner who hears my words
"But she's not real"
Oh yes she is
"Okay, you've had enough. I'm on my way, so get ready and pack your things. Back to hell with this vile thing."
Oh f*ck, okay
Never thought that I'd die
Like this and I might cry
Suicide at my bedside
Razorblade with a quick slide
The blood soak down through black jeans
Mesmerizing if you ask me
Don't give a f*ck don't @ me
I run from shit like an athlete
Count my problems like a mathlete
This shit all stems from the past please
Take a look what's around me
Broken house with no family
And currently I'm drowning
Tears pour out like fountains
Anxiety tall like mountains
I'll tell you all where I sit
In the middle with depression bitch
Staring down an eternal abyss
It's slowly dragging my body in
If God is real then I've had it
Damn my body to the madness
My minds been there and I'll gladly
Leave this earth you can have it
My body rots through the mattress
And they all think how tragic
It all makes sense never had shit
It blew away like ashes from cigarettesI'll take a hit, one more time and I'll slash a wrist
So say goodbye cause I'm over it, clearing house with no closure bitch, one last time no final wishes
Writer: Nickolas Hale
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid