I choose what I abuse
My blood's f*cked up
It's like a f*cking tattoo
I shed the dust
It's fine I healed it
I can conceal it
But what I'm faced with
I can not shake it off
Why don't you just stop
Why don't you f*ck off
I do it just because
So why don't you f*ck off
I am
Your King
I am
Your King
How come when you called my phone
You sounded kind of f*cked up
I called you from my car and you
Asked me why I'm f*cked up
Yeah you wish I was sorry
But I'm f*cked up