SPACE
What the fuck are you doing?
Yeah man I told you man
I told you he was crazy
I told you he was about to do it
Hold hold him down
(don't drink that shit)
Don't do it!
I know that you are going thru a hard time
(yeah)
And I know you got so much pain inside
(check it yall)
But I know that one day you gonna be alright
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Baby
Yo
I know that you feel so much pain
Ain't nobody being there
Giving u the medicine to cope
With the feeling that you're going insane
Out of the asylum
And they broke u again
How many times
That you gotta pretend
You are ok
And nobody has to prevent
You from going in ya nightstand
Looking for the pills that will give a nice blend
With a little bit of liquor in ya body
Cause the party has come to an end
What a wonderful end
For a gullible friend
What a way to go
Leaving this place alone
Meaning that the cage is gone
That was holding you locked up
Like you had no other way to go
Like the feeling morose
Erose
Did an overdose like Monroe
Daddy found u fully dressed in ya residence
In the bathtub with a bottle and the medicine
I bet you never took a thought of having
Anybody looking for ya when you're absence
Is getting the attention of your tenant
Looking for the reason
You're behind with your rent
Not paying him the money
So he got into ya condo
Wanna ask you why u gotta be hesitant
Steppin over ya body looking for dead presidents
I know that you are going thru a hard time
Ain't all that bad
And I know you got so much pain inside
But I know that one day you gonna be alright
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Baby
Ain't all that bad
Standing alone
Staring in the mirror
While the record plays on
Can it be any more clearer
That I'm alone
Nobody who will find me here
Dead in my home
The one who will find me here
Is dad in my home
After the tenant got my dad on the phone
After attempts for the rent that I own
Ready to go mad for a rant when I'm home
(home)Home
Where the heart is
Not being homeless
But heartless
The only one moment where the thought is
Completely absent
No more questions
Finally gonna know where God lives
Or that he exists
That he be pissed
At me
For leaving everybody behind
You can take this in two different ways
If you caught this
Fuck that!
Where the love at?
I thought you had my back
But
When it's all bad
You ain't all that
I never got a single response or call back
And as this echo's in someones head
Nobody really would've want me dead
But there's no way to turn it all back
Shoulda have taken an alternative path
I know that you are going thru a hard time
Ain't all that bad
And I know you got so much pain inside
Make me numb the pain
As I stay calling
Calling
Calling you
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Tell em I said this!
(Fuck that I don't care)
Everybody talking about me
Like i'm going insane
But i dont really give a fuck
Cause imma die anyway
Anyhow
Load the clip
Full round
Put the tip to my head
Like its russian roulette
Full house
Everybody talking bad about me
Like im Tory Lanez
But i dont really give a fuck
Cause imma die anyway
Anyhow
Load the clip
Full round
Put the tip to my head
Like its russian roulette
Full house
KABLOW
Yeah man I told you man
I told you he was crazy
I told you he was about to do it
Hold hold him down
(don't drink that shit)
Don't do it!
I know that you are going thru a hard time
(yeah)
And I know you got so much pain inside
(check it yall)
But I know that one day you gonna be alright
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Baby
Yo
I know that you feel so much pain
Ain't nobody being there
Giving u the medicine to cope
With the feeling that you're going insane
Out of the asylum
And they broke u again
How many times
That you gotta pretend
You are ok
And nobody has to prevent
You from going in ya nightstand
Looking for the pills that will give a nice blend
With a little bit of liquor in ya body
Cause the party has come to an end
What a wonderful end
For a gullible friend
What a way to go
Leaving this place alone
Meaning that the cage is gone
That was holding you locked up
Like you had no other way to go
Like the feeling morose
Erose
Did an overdose like Monroe
Daddy found u fully dressed in ya residence
In the bathtub with a bottle and the medicine
I bet you never took a thought of having
Anybody looking for ya when you're absence
Is getting the attention of your tenant
Looking for the reason
You're behind with your rent
Not paying him the money
So he got into ya condo
Wanna ask you why u gotta be hesitant
Steppin over ya body looking for dead presidents
I know that you are going thru a hard time
Ain't all that bad
And I know you got so much pain inside
But I know that one day you gonna be alright
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Baby
Ain't all that bad
Standing alone
Staring in the mirror
While the record plays on
Can it be any more clearer
That I'm alone
Nobody who will find me here
Dead in my home
The one who will find me here
Is dad in my home
After the tenant got my dad on the phone
After attempts for the rent that I own
Ready to go mad for a rant when I'm home
(home)Home
Where the heart is
Not being homeless
But heartless
The only one moment where the thought is
Completely absent
No more questions
Finally gonna know where God lives
Or that he exists
That he be pissed
At me
For leaving everybody behind
You can take this in two different ways
If you caught this
Fuck that!
Where the love at?
I thought you had my back
But
When it's all bad
You ain't all that
I never got a single response or call back
And as this echo's in someones head
Nobody really would've want me dead
But there's no way to turn it all back
Shoulda have taken an alternative path
I know that you are going thru a hard time
Ain't all that bad
And I know you got so much pain inside
Make me numb the pain
As I stay calling
Calling
Calling you
Yeah
So why go
By leaving and giving up the fight
Tell em I said this!
(Fuck that I don't care)
Everybody talking about me
Like i'm going insane
But i dont really give a fuck
Cause imma die anyway
Anyhow
Load the clip
Full round
Put the tip to my head
Like its russian roulette
Full house
Everybody talking bad about me
Like im Tory Lanez
But i dont really give a fuck
Cause imma die anyway
Anyhow
Load the clip
Full round
Put the tip to my head
Like its russian roulette
Full house
KABLOW
Credits
Writer(s): Arnold J Arjan Boer De
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