Tekst piosenki
I went to substances, u went to college
I think it's too late, to acknowledge our problems
Heard that ur great, just wanted to say
It ain't change I still love you, tomorrows not promised
Oh by the way, f*ckin hate all the fame
Got you counting the days, when ur illness is chronic
Death really changes the way u behave
I'll remember ur face, when it smiles upon us
Reprobate
Psych major
Sick, sick, sick
So we like danger
Tough luck, life waster
If I get to know her then I might save her
Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk
I could stay a while 4 I move on
Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off
Mixed our tears on the asphalt
Damage in my C6
But u get that
So I know you'll understand
Where my blade at
You afflicted?
Where the meds at?
Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad
F*ck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us
Try to kill us baby, think we're f*ckin' haunted
F*ck your f*ckin' sickness, lost u in the process
I'ma get it for us, like I always promised
Text me when you get home
Love you
Pull me back in with your f*cking lies
Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't f*ckin' mind
You said, "A million years", guess the stars aligned
You've been lyin' baby, see it in your f*cking eyes
All up in your feelings all about my vocal chords
I just think it's funny there ain't sh*t you're workin' towards
Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door
If you run up on the dead, get bodied by a corpse
Get f*cked for your money, get robbed for your life
Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night
Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind
Ain't got sh*t left, best step to me right
No face, no name, like Kira
My bitch look just like Misa
In my restless dreams, I see ya
Sent straight to the ether
Last thing you see is my creepers
I want blood, I don't get even
CORPSE b*tch

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