When I'm Gone
Sometimes I wish I had a loaded clip standin by on my night stand so that I could end it all
This shit is seasonal I'll spring up
Back to action through the summer time
Then my emotions will take the wheel in the fall
So let's say the clip is loaded with the barrel to my head I couldn't pull the trigger
Because even if I'm dead and gone
Their opinions of myself and even more the situation would never have the chance to be proven wrong
And therefore I still care what you're thinkin up in there and that shit can only linger on
Even when I'm six feet under the dirt
My heart still bleeds like it's beatin out of my shirt
Because even when I'm gone y'all won't get the message less I pull it outta these inner intestines I can't lie this shit hurts
Fuck I better watch what I'm sayin
I've been crunching numbers there tellin me never let go of the patience
Even if you got the skill you can't calculate it
I put issues on the side I don't wanna escalate it
I like to throw on a disguise then I show up to the masquerade just to fuckin celebrate it
I say a lot to this microphone
But as soon as I step away I would like to forget it all
This shit is seasonal I'll spring up
Back to action through the summer time
Then my emotions will take the wheel in the fall
So let's say the clip is loaded with the barrel to my head I couldn't pull the trigger
Because even if I'm dead and gone
Their opinions of myself and even more the situation would never have the chance to be proven wrong
And therefore I still care what you're thinkin up in there and that shit can only linger on
Even when I'm six feet under the dirt
My heart still bleeds like it's beatin out of my shirt
Because even when I'm gone y'all won't get the message less I pull it outta these inner intestines I can't lie this shit hurts
Fuck I better watch what I'm sayin
I've been crunching numbers there tellin me never let go of the patience
Even if you got the skill you can't calculate it
I put issues on the side I don't wanna escalate it
I like to throw on a disguise then I show up to the masquerade just to fuckin celebrate it
I say a lot to this microphone
But as soon as I step away I would like to forget it all
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Writer(s): Thomas Tesoriero
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