doom

Fuck it, I'm through
Call it doom
I died too soon

Yeah

I see your shadows every fucking day
Every fucking day I try to stay
Every fucking day I hear the words you say
Fuck it, I'm not okay
I still see your shadows in my room
And I'm back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that doom
Yeah, I died way too soon
I still see your shadows in my room
I'm laying back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that shit doom
I died way too fucking soon
Why try I'm not alive
I don't give a fuck
Why pretend to die
Why pretend to cry
It ain't worth it, It ain't worth my life
Fuck you bitch, I don't wanna grab a knife
And you ain't no bitch that I can wife
So step away, I'm not trying to play
I don't even in-HA, I don't care anyway
I still see your shadows in my room
And I'm back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that doom
Yeah, I died way too soon
I still see your shadows in my room
I'm laying back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that shit doom
I died way (OKAY) too fucking soon
Yeah, the lights on and I cough, woah
I'm gonna juke like LeBron, oh
Cough cough, corona on, oh
Ion give a shit, I'm LeBron, oh
I'm a god, I'm having fun, I'm coming, Imma prod
Do this shit everyday, Imma hit a rod
Rod Wave, fuck it, I'm going cray-cray
Having fun every motha-fucking day-aye
I still see your shadows in my room (AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIT)
And I'm back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that doom
Yeah, I died way too soon
I still see your shadows in my room
I'm laying back home in my tomb
I'm laying in a hearse, call that shit doom
I died way too fucking soon



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Writer(s): Gavin Blakely
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