these days waking up is getting hard now i knock the jack back i pick up what i put down bad habits comin round like theyre ancient its no surprise that im gunna need a rain check not goin out like i dont make anymore plans sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling fan wait, whos your man? guess i forgot to ask that you haunt my dreams, i can see you in my flashbacks i fill my brain with whatever i can find im self defeating always wasting all my time got a 9 to my head, but i swear im fine im unattached from the little that i call mine
im unnatentive to these bitches like i go to class reach for the holster, load it up, and then i cock back up to my dome, running frantic like my last lap fill the spaces with distractions cuz you know im bouta snap like the led on my pencil when i try and write i smoke a blunt, then im sleepin for the whole night i didnt answer cuz im busy talkin to the knife throwin shade like we forgot about the sun light sometimes its hard to fight back wake up around noon stuck in bed while i smoke the sack black fingernails creeping down to your body always fucking up like its way more than a hobby fiendin for some love, so ill take what i can get nothings ev-er enough, death would be the safest bet got ashes on my clothes cuz everything about me’s gross you said i always did the least but bitch i always do the most
people fade away like ghosts, i guess its for the better loving at what cost? feeling closer with the reaper when i see her its like all time stops cuz im asleep while the fucking rain drops
smoking packs while im alone i write these songs and hate myself this alcohol straight to the dome and i dont pace myself fuck a chaser all i chase are these illusions happiness, a fallacy ive come to the conclusion
these days waking up is getting hard now i knock the jack back i pick up what i put down bad habits comin round like theyre ancient its no surprise that im gunna need a rain check i fill my brain with whatever i can find im self defeating always wasting all my time got a 9 to my head, but i swear im fine im unattached from the little that i call mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
