WHAT DO I KNOW HUH?!
HIT ME ONE MORE TIME AND I WILL PULL UP
IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS FEELING.
THESE DRUGS BECOME MY WEAKNESS
FUCK IT UP
slumped back in the drivers seat, blunt between my lips. i'm riding with a bitch that's as high as me.
she ducking out, i'm trying to see the road but all i can see are four hoursemen coming closer to me, i think i'm about to die. we'll see..
SWERVING ON THEM MOTHERFUCKERS, BITCH IT AINT MY TIME.
LET THE WORLD BLOW UP FIRST
THEN I MIGHT JUST CLOSE MY EYES
ITS ALL I REALLY WANTED MY WHOLE LIFE.
THE UNIVERSE WONT NOTICE BITCH YOU JUST ANOTHER LIFE,
THE SUN WILL RISE
THE STARS HAVE ALREADY DIED.
see the reaper creeping as my blood is seeping.
sleeping deeper through the night, so i can FACE MY DEMONS
MY weakness seems to be that i cannot stop breathing.
death keeps cheating on my life but on my soul it's feeding.
leading to the fleeting of an endless dream.
screaming and needing, yelling and pleading that things ain't as they seem.
in the cut sneaking and tweaking because i cannot stop seeking.
this pain, this torture of horror that i'm always conceiving.
