Thinking about the rot, in my grave without a thought, no more nights up where I toss no turning from the mind thats lost, what is wrong with what I got, wanting more but what’s the cost, heart is sore and filled with clots and soon to kill me its a plot, my Heart is sore, I don’t wanna take no more, Heart is sore, I don’t wanna do no more, Im begging for it, Begging for it, begging for it, Begging for some happiness, to come and take my soul maybe just a fucking catalyst, to come and kick in my closed door, get me up and after it, cause lifes been feeling like a chore, i dont know what is after this, but im 22 and feelin old,
0:16 Tell me, what chu from me, Imma act so mean, tell you what do you mean? I’ve been, getting shit sleep for weeks. Wondering when will I sleep? Wondering when will I sleep- The feeling of feeling the cold, you should move on. Shade thrown all the way across this state. On your knees today & I can’t take your pain.