She said she don't love me And I know she mean it The way that she moving Her body demeanor Don't wanna hurt you No I did not mean it I did not mean it So why did I do it Just keep on depleting The trust I'm conceited But I did not mean it Just facing my demons I'm evil I mean it You're pur and I see it
I'm watching my life circle the drain at a rate that's alarming I can hear the whizperz of self harm kiss my ear and I'm in the bathroom again shaving off pieces of my flesh to see if I still feel or not to remind myself that I haven't died yet provided this ain't just a nightmare I ain't woke up from yet cause if it is I wish with everything I'm me that somebody would wake me the fuck up cause i don't think my mind can take it any longer I can feel my conscience splitting as we speak.
Know I won't make it to see thirty at this rate I'll be dead by the age of 22 if I'm lucky enough to make it that far pacing the halls chasing highs that as soon I get my hands on I regret pursuing but know in the back of my mind if I had the option to do it again I would because I never learn and the only time I feel alive is when I'm about to die its ironic how I'm killing myself to survive cause giving up is something I've never done and that'll be what finishes me off if the reaper doesn't come me before then.
Addiction coursing through my bloodstream I'm on edge and to meditate the damage I drink till I'm inebriated cause it became to obvious that I was self medicating popp9ng meds to keep myself awake cause I see I myself dying everytime my eyes close I don't recognize myself when I look in the mirror I can hear my momma crying out for me as my time abouts to run out but I can't reach her cause im constantly being pull away by the bottle cause it's hold on me is far to strong to fight let alone just ignore I used to pray to realized ev3n if there is a heaven I ain't getting in me and God wouldn't see eye even I had faith so I feel my only option as of now is to feed this pistol and let it vomit the contents of its stomach into my brain till the pain stops.
I’m in love with serra pop a couple Seroquels now out like a lamp posted in my crib I’m posted like a stamp pop some shrooms now these shrooms give me guilt for the pills I abuse but I love the seroquel so it’s constantly In use
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2:51 me exploto la casa
She said she don't love me
And I know she mean it
The way that she moving
Her body demeanor
Don't wanna hurt you
No I did not mean it
I did not mean it
So why did I do it
Just keep on depleting
The trust I'm conceited
But I did not mean it
Just facing my demons
I'm evil I mean it
You're pur and I see it
Subscribing dope ass beat
I'm watching my life circle the drain at a rate that's alarming I can hear the whizperz of self harm kiss my ear and I'm in the bathroom again shaving off pieces of my flesh to see if I still feel or not to remind myself that I haven't died yet provided this ain't just a nightmare I ain't woke up from yet cause if it is I wish with everything I'm me that somebody would wake me the fuck up cause i don't think my mind can take it any longer I can feel my conscience splitting as we speak.
Know I won't make it to see thirty at this rate I'll be dead by the age of 22 if I'm lucky enough to make it that far pacing the halls chasing highs that as soon I get my hands on I regret pursuing but know in the back of my mind if I had the option to do it again I would because I never learn and the only time I feel alive is when I'm about to die its ironic how I'm killing myself to survive cause giving up is something I've never done and that'll be what finishes me off if the reaper doesn't come me before then.
Addiction coursing through my bloodstream I'm on edge and to meditate the damage I drink till I'm inebriated cause it became to obvious that I was self medicating popp9ng meds to keep myself awake cause I see I myself dying everytime my eyes close I don't recognize myself when I look in the mirror I can hear my momma crying out for me as my time abouts to run out but I can't reach her cause im constantly being pull away by the bottle cause it's hold on me is far to strong to fight let alone just ignore I used to pray to realized ev3n if there is a heaven I ain't getting in me and God wouldn't see eye even I had faith so I feel my only option as of now is to feed this pistol and let it vomit the contents of its stomach into my brain till the pain stops.
I’m in love with serra pop a couple
Seroquels now out like a lamp posted in my crib I’m posted like a stamp pop some shrooms now these shrooms give me guilt for the pills I abuse but I love the seroquel so it’s constantly In use