Pursuit of Happiness, F*ck this rapping shit
Murder Plots in my head, Gluteus Maximus
Thorn inside my hip, Rip this heart from my chest
Slit my throat, Butterflies arise, While I bleed out from my neck
Lil Suicide, screaming who am I, Trophy Clubs up next
Funny how I love my life, But I always feel depressed
Moneys always on my mind, I'm obsessed with a check
I know they want me to sign, But Judas ain't breaking no bread
I know that someday Ill die so I just keep looking ahead
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
Every time I feel this way I close myself from everyone
I just want to be a better friend and a better son
I hope I can do better tommorow but thats still yet to come
I dont count my blessing, I let them hatch and let them run
Let em fly in the sky, Watch em in the setting sun
Close my eyes, I wanna die, colors burn n red n some
Times I wanna say I quit and f*ck it cause the devil won
But I dont ever give in I just get back up and get me some
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
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Pursuit of Happiness, F*ck this rapping shit
Murder Plots in my head, Gluteus Maximus
Thorn inside my hip, Rip this heart from my chest
Slit my throat, Butterflies arise, While I bleed out from my neck
Lil Suicide, screaming who am I, Trophy Clubs up next
Funny how I love my life, But I always feel depressed
Moneys always on my mind, I'm obsessed with a check
I know they want me to sign, But Judas ain't breaking no bread
I know that someday Ill die so I just keep looking ahead
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
Every time I feel this way I close myself from everyone
I just want to be a better friend and a better son
I hope I can do better tommorow but thats still yet to come
I dont count my blessing, I let them hatch and let them run
Let em fly in the sky, Watch em in the setting sun
Close my eyes, I wanna die, colors burn n red n some
Times I wanna say I quit and f*ck it cause the devil won
But I dont ever give in I just get back up and get me some
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
Murder Plots in my head, Gluteus Maximus
Thorn inside my hip, Rip this heart from my chest
Slit my throat, Butterflies arise, While I bleed out from my neck
Lil Suicide, screaming who am I, Trophy Clubs up next
Funny how I love my life, But I always feel depressed
Moneys always on my mind, I'm obsessed with a check
I know they want me to sign, But Judas ain't breaking no bread
I know that someday Ill die so I just keep looking ahead
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
Every time I feel this way I close myself from everyone
I just want to be a better friend and a better son
I hope I can do better tommorow but thats still yet to come
I dont count my blessing, I let them hatch and let them run
Let em fly in the sky, Watch em in the setting sun
Close my eyes, I wanna die, colors burn n red n some
Times I wanna say I quit and f*ck it cause the devil won
But I dont ever give in I just get back up and get me some
Why's my life so sinful, The whitest lie is so simple
I might just ride to thy temple, Die inside, I Pop Cyanide
Let the angels lie me down gentle, Stumbling trying to find tempo
Bright outside so I close the blinds
But the light still shines through my window
Writer: Dakota Powers, Jacob Neyer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid