Life is a slippery slope but down it we go
F*ck it we ball can't hit it 'em all
Ran away once from my home
If we didn't feel drama how would we grow?
Gotta Stand tall for your own so
God please forgive us you know we are sinners
Hoping that ima see dinner
Never know when our times gonna end when you last cease a breath the last time your family member is a guest
No I don't know which type of narcotics my boy took that be having him feeling this way
F*cked up his brain
He told me his Life is not really worth living
Just give me the Ecstasy
All of you dead to me
Everything's better in all my fantasy's
Just wanna go to sleep never wake up
Pull a Trevor blow up in a truck
Stay in my lane because I'm not enough
Losing patience everyday is the same
Kurt Cobain blow out my brain
Bag full of kush trynna hide I'm insane
Yea I bought another bag
Gotta make this shit last
But it'll probably be gone by tomorrow till I find someone that makes me feel unhollow continuously be smoking in sorrow
Empty out the bottle
Need me a model
One day we'll be fossils
Rather blow up sell my soul live forever witness history like the Apostles
Most in this world f*cking damn awful
Thankful for those who I love
They call me young Prodigy
State of mind rotting
Can't give a lot of me
Doesn't mean your not for me
Do you understand
They don't need to Luv give me your hand
MX - u make me wanna die Lyrics
MX - u make me wanna die Lyrics
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Life is a slippery slope but down it we go
F*ck it we ball can't hit it 'em all
Ran away once from my home
If we didn't feel drama how would we grow?
Gotta Stand tall for your own so
God please forgive us you know we are sinners
Hoping that ima see dinner
Never know when our times gonna end when you last cease a breath the last time your family member is a guest
No I don't know which type of narcotics my boy took that be having him feeling this way
F*cked up his brain
He told me his Life is not really worth living
Just give me the Ecstasy
All of you dead to me
Everything's better in all my fantasy's
Just wanna go to sleep never wake up
Pull a Trevor blow up in a truck
Stay in my lane because I'm not enough
Losing patience everyday is the same
Kurt Cobain blow out my brain
Bag full of kush trynna hide I'm insane
Yea I bought another bag
Gotta make this shit last
But it'll probably be gone by tomorrow till I find someone that makes me feel unhollow continuously be smoking in sorrow
Empty out the bottle
Need me a model
One day we'll be fossils
Rather blow up sell my soul live forever witness history like the Apostles
Most in this world f*cking damn awful
Thankful for those who I love
They call me young Prodigy
State of mind rotting
Can't give a lot of me
Doesn't mean your not for me
Do you understand
They don't need to Luv give me your hand
F*ck it we ball can't hit it 'em all
Ran away once from my home
If we didn't feel drama how would we grow?
Gotta Stand tall for your own so
God please forgive us you know we are sinners
Hoping that ima see dinner
Never know when our times gonna end when you last cease a breath the last time your family member is a guest
No I don't know which type of narcotics my boy took that be having him feeling this way
F*cked up his brain
He told me his Life is not really worth living
Just give me the Ecstasy
All of you dead to me
Everything's better in all my fantasy's
Just wanna go to sleep never wake up
Pull a Trevor blow up in a truck
Stay in my lane because I'm not enough
Losing patience everyday is the same
Kurt Cobain blow out my brain
Bag full of kush trynna hide I'm insane
Yea I bought another bag
Gotta make this shit last
But it'll probably be gone by tomorrow till I find someone that makes me feel unhollow continuously be smoking in sorrow
Empty out the bottle
Need me a model
One day we'll be fossils
Rather blow up sell my soul live forever witness history like the Apostles
Most in this world f*cking damn awful
Thankful for those who I love
They call me young Prodigy
State of mind rotting
Can't give a lot of me
Doesn't mean your not for me
Do you understand
They don't need to Luv give me your hand
Writer: Matthew White
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