Bullet Train

The beholder of the cross, will forever be labeled unworthy

Got a handgun to my brain
I'm about to let it blow (Let it blow)
So cold in this world I know
Feeling so low (So low)
Got the snow on the shelf
See the tears on your face
And I hate myself
Riding to my grave (To the grave to the grave)
So wish me well
I'm going out with a bang
On the next bullet train, to hell

Tearing down my health (My health)
Sometimes I wanna kill myself (Yeah yeah)
Codeine in a double cup (Gotdam)
Ima drink til my heart fails (Dead)
I don't think i'm gonna make it (No)
All this pain in me (In me)
Cocaine and hennessy (Off the white)
Two hoes is all on me
I feel like i'm so far gone (So far away)
Living in this fucked up world
If I die will they remember me? (Remember me)

Got a handgun to my brain
I'm about to let it blow (Let it blow)
So cold in this world I know
Feeling so low (So low)
Got the snow on the shelf
See the tears on your face
And I hate myself
Riding to my grave (To the grave to the grave)
So wish me well
I'm going out with a bang
On the next bullet train, to hell



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Pierce
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