I'm Dead

Take drugs to make tracks
Express thoughts in my head
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead
Wake up come right back
But this time I'm done trying
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead

Call up the plug he come over and bring me the xans
He wouldn't sell me the drugs if he knew I was fucked up and plotting my death
This wasn't part of the plan
All of this blood on my vans
I mix the vodka and pills for escaping the stress I just want it to end
Stuck inside my head with this anxiety
Surrounded by these fuckers who don't like me
I don't give a fuck about you high-key
Plus it feel like I'm already dying

I don't say this shit to be cool
I just say this shit cause it's true
I don't give a fuck about you
No, I don't give a fuck about you

Take drugs to make tracks
Express thoughts in my head
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead
Wake up come right back
But this time I'm done trying
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead

You don't know the issues
When you're gone then everybody miss you
When you're here nobody ever come though
Then they show up to your funeral with tissues
Man, no one wants to listen
Then they turn around and criticize addiction
I swear they're only looking for you when you're missing
Fuck these hoes, I'm in love with the prescriptions

I don't say this shit to be cool
I just say this shit cause it's true
I don't give a fuck about you
No, I don't give a fuck about you

Take drugs to make tracks
Express thoughts in my head
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead
Wake up come right back
But this time I'm done trying
Face numb eyes red
I'm gone I'm dead



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Writer(s): Noah Hall
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