Dead By Dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Blind to all y'all like I'm
Staring at the sun bitch
Hundred blunts in I don't
Even know what month it is
Get in my way and I
Slash at your neck quick and
If it don't smoke you
Know I don't fuck with it
Bang my head till I
See red drip, drip
Like Slipknot yeah I'm
Sic, sic, sic
Shorty wanna ride so I
Tell her lets go get buck
Then she gonna get cut
Like she never been cut
Never catch me tripping over
Nothing less it's off a tab
Been numb too cashed
Dumb ripped off the gas and
All my life I cant relate to noone
Fuck the mass
RIP to my past
And my life I gotta pass
Up on it I'm over it I
Take the blade insert and rip
My fucking heart and toss that shit
I think I lost my fucking grip then I
Resurrect like Sherron
Always solo like Han
Big smoke I'm gone
Still be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn.
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn.
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Blind to all y'all like I'm
Staring at the sun bitch
Hundred blunts in I don't
Even know what month it is
Get in my way and I
Slash at your neck quick and
If it don't smoke you
Know I don't fuck with it
Bang my head till I
See red drip, drip
Like Slipknot yeah I'm
Sic, sic, sic
Shorty wanna ride so I
Tell her lets go get buck
Then she gonna get cut
Like she never been cut
Never catch me tripping over
Nothing less it's off a tab
Been numb too cashed
Dumb ripped off the gas and
All my life I cant relate to noone
Fuck the mass
RIP to my past
And my life I gotta pass
Up on it I'm over it I
Take the blade insert and rip
My fucking heart and toss that shit
I think I lost my fucking grip then I
Resurrect like Sherron
Always solo like Han
Big smoke I'm gone
Still be dead by dawn
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn.
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
I'll be dead by dawn.
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
Burn my soul I'm gone
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