Alright
Alright rock with me on this one
I wrote this shit like five minutes ago
It's not polished, but it's f*cking something
Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Yeah
The way you look at me, I thought I'd turn your ass to stone
I wish I would've had the courage to leave your ass alone
I taste coke on your tongue, I don't need that shit
Cause I'm okay by myself, I don't need that hit
I made a list of all I care about and you ain't on it
What the f*ck you doing out here begging for attention?
After three times, I thought your ass would have learned your lesson
The way I treat these beats it's murder in the first degree
All the shit I'm saying, you should take it personally
You f*cked with me, now you see how bad shit can be
F*ck
Yeah
This shit sound so soulful don't it?
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Yeah
Now you're calling crying, talking bout the good times
You must be on some shit, cause I don't know no good times
This'll be the last song I'll write about your ass
That's the craziest most beautiful thing bout the past
It tells me everything I need to know, now hold the track
This'll be a beautiful end, of that I'm sure
I don't know what lies for us in the uncertian future
But I know that no matter what, I'll never stop trying
Can you say the same? I hope your not too busy hiding
So goodbye my friend, one of us has to get busy dying