Youngblood Suicide (Live)

Head's filled up with pot smoke
Life's become more of a joke
I wasn't gay until today
Remember the days you couldn't stay?
We've got time, so take your time
Stand back man, and get in line

Can't listen to those who run in circles
So much hate but you can't give in
Can't kill one's self or else it's a sin
With all this distress I'm such a mess

Me and you are too young to fall asleep
An apparition of promises I can't keep
China White, do the autopsy
Music of the immortals, life of the tragic
Channel my angst, turn it into fear
"It is I. Go, tell your master, I am here"

You've got to rock and you got to roll
Purpose of this life is in your control
Love is suicide
Always buries itself deep inside
We've got time, so take your time
Stand back girl, dig the next rhyme

Me and you are too young to fall asleep
An apparition of promises I can't keep
China White, do the autopsy



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Fulcher
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