Fighting bitches everyday
Coz they know really how to play
With feelings and emotions of a man who gave it all away.
Karma is a real thing and its waiting for you on your way.
To bash you with a ton of sorrow god i still can't pray that way.
How could you f*ck me up when you already knew that i was f*cked.
Now you justify your hoe acts with some lyrics of and shit quotes.
That were written by a some whore who's prolly jumping on from one dick to a shit ton of more.
You knew i fought some unsung battles thinking you were on my side:
Was fighting from the front but i felt a knife from behind.
I turned my head to see if you were alright coz there's an enemy who stabbed me from behind.
Wait why are your hands red handed baby you alright?
Demn why am i losing my sight was it you that stabbed me from behind?
(No it can't be)
Ashtray full of roaches I could see your face in smoke.
Chest getting lil heavy but i can't just let you go.
I could write dark lyrics all day darkness is all i see.
The moment when i needed you is when you really flee
Still wishing for your peace the f*ck's that supposed to mean.
Have you lost it say the people who don't know what love means.
Yeah i know moving on is part of life and i should move on too.
But a hope that you'll come again i cant just let that lose.
You were all i had and all i wanted yes girl i still miss you.
Feeling shit every day coz you f*cked me in tons of ways.
That i just simply can't explain.
This liquor showing me the way to help me not to go insane.
Still wanting to just cut this vein and end this sorrow and this pain.
I hope you don't relate to this
I hope this song goes to your trash.
I hope no one just feels this way it feels like i'm some kind of trash.
I just want my life with this car to f*ckin crash.
Hollow feeling killing me inside
Eyes so dead i don't see no life
Don't relate to me I'm dead for while.
This ain't me singing this my soul screaming since sometime.
Pain and agony surrounding me and telling me to die.
God sorry for all my sins this punishment's goin a lil too wild.
It feels like I'm a breathing corpse
Smoking pots is all lost.
F*cked till core and still in shock
I know my home but still feels lost
I've explored all churches and all mosques
But still this numbness and this drought.
I wish you could see how much i fought.
How much i fought
Please don't relate to me
Peace out