My dreams aren't the same when I sleep
I wake up like, f*ck it, I might weep
All the noise in the background creak
Tie my dark side up toss his ass in the creek
Divin' headfirst to the hearse
Gotta smoke to write a verse
You don't even know what's worse
That I feel or that it hurts
Yeah I lean when I walk, walk,
Don't know when to stop stop
Shame deep in my eyes
When I tell you what I want, want
My dreams aren't the same when I sleep
I wake up like, f*ck it, I might weep
All the noise in the background creak
Tie my dark side up toss his ass in the creek
Too many bad thoughts up in my head
Too many bad thoughts want me dead
Too many bad thoughts up in my head
Too many bad thoughts want me dead
I feel like I was made for this, drummer with no sticks
Grew up around that boulder, 5-0-8 up in them sticks
Dipped in river Styx
My bullets never miss
Misery is what she wrote
No mystery what y'all broke
F*ck your attitude, I do what I have to do
I don't wanna be okay, I feel like I'm in the way
She said, f*ck your attitude, I do what I wanna do
I don't wanna be okay, I feel like I'm in the way
My dreams aren't the same when I sleep
I wake up like, f*ck it, I might weep
All the noise in the background creak
Tie my dark side up toss his ass in the creek
Too many bad thoughts up in my head
Too many bad thoughts want me dead
Too many bad thoughts up in my head
Too many bad thoughts want me dead
Cookin' up and I got no gravy
All these beats make girls go crazy
But I feel so goddamn lazy
Work all day, no time for ladies
I can tell you want me dead
Just load my pistol stock with lead
Aim it for my f*ckin' head, pull the trigger like Budd said