Elixir
Better hold your
Breath
Don't say a prayer for me
Leave me to rest
Sip half an OE then fill it with OJ and drink up the rest
I am alone
I want a place to call home
Aye
You're not alone
I weep a lot more than I like to show
Sick of giving a fuck about the number of times somebody click a bunch of words in blue on top of a line
I never wanted to be a slave to vanity but now look at me ima piece of daddy I never wanted to be and I'm
Tryna find my way to the top of a mountain
But I cannot escape here alive
Maybe I'ma die all alone in the fountain
You cut me and left me to die
Black
Mage
Tat on my Face
Black balaclava it cover my face
Burn
Sage
All in this place
Cleansin' and washin' away all the hate
John
Dee
Reincarnated I'm Aleister Crowely on his worst of days
Stay away
I don't worship Satan I'm just saying that we get along
When I was a lil jit I used to think that I was never gna ever be shit
Now I'm grown
And I still don't know which way I'm goin
Life's a bitch
When I am gone
Summon my soul
Tie me to the floor
Don't let me go
Do what you want
I'm one with my ghost
Fuck
I don't got a thing that I wouldn't leave to be six feet deep
Find me a top of a mountain and let me just conjure up something to help me
(Breathe)
Breath
Don't say a prayer for me
Leave me to rest
Sip half an OE then fill it with OJ and drink up the rest
I am alone
I want a place to call home
Aye
You're not alone
I weep a lot more than I like to show
Sick of giving a fuck about the number of times somebody click a bunch of words in blue on top of a line
I never wanted to be a slave to vanity but now look at me ima piece of daddy I never wanted to be and I'm
Tryna find my way to the top of a mountain
But I cannot escape here alive
Maybe I'ma die all alone in the fountain
You cut me and left me to die
Black
Mage
Tat on my Face
Black balaclava it cover my face
Burn
Sage
All in this place
Cleansin' and washin' away all the hate
John
Dee
Reincarnated I'm Aleister Crowely on his worst of days
Stay away
I don't worship Satan I'm just saying that we get along
When I was a lil jit I used to think that I was never gna ever be shit
Now I'm grown
And I still don't know which way I'm goin
Life's a bitch
When I am gone
Summon my soul
Tie me to the floor
Don't let me go
Do what you want
I'm one with my ghost
Fuck
I don't got a thing that I wouldn't leave to be six feet deep
Find me a top of a mountain and let me just conjure up something to help me
(Breathe)
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Writer(s): Eric Whitney
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