Give Up / Vas a Morir
Pick it up kid!
March yourself, out in the wild
Where no one can hear you scream
Only bring one shotgun shell, send yourself into a dream
This life is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Only thing waiting on the other side is six feet of dirt
There's no surprise to hide
Sobs from your family at your grave
Your father fights them back, trying to be brave
But you!
You're the winner cause your play is over
Didn't feel the crash forgot your four leaf clover
Smashed through the wind shield lost both your eyes
It was over in a flash, you didn't agonize
This is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Go and grab a bottle, turn it up until your pissy
Do a bunch of blow until your heart rate makes you dizzy
Pop a pound of Percocet the final breath of this vignette
Better get forgiveness quick before you meet your maker bitch
This life is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Only thing waiting on the other side
Is six feet of dirt, there's no surprise to hide
March yourself, out in the wild
Where no one can hear you scream
Only bring one shotgun shell, send yourself into a dream
This life is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Only thing waiting on the other side is six feet of dirt
There's no surprise to hide
Sobs from your family at your grave
Your father fights them back, trying to be brave
But you!
You're the winner cause your play is over
Didn't feel the crash forgot your four leaf clover
Smashed through the wind shield lost both your eyes
It was over in a flash, you didn't agonize
This is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Go and grab a bottle, turn it up until your pissy
Do a bunch of blow until your heart rate makes you dizzy
Pop a pound of Percocet the final breath of this vignette
Better get forgiveness quick before you meet your maker bitch
This life is fucked, this life is shit
We never even asked for it
So with that I'll do what I please
Spray my brains all over the trees
Only thing waiting on the other side
Is six feet of dirt, there's no surprise to hide
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Writer(s): Akil Godsey
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