self destruct
Blue and pink coffin
Blood on my boxers
I've been feeling off it
Weighing out my options
Often, often, yeah I do this often
I don't think you care about the blood that I been coughing
Blue and pink coffin
Blood on my boxers
I've been feeling off it
Weighing out my options
Often, often, yeah I do this often
I don't think you care about the blood that I been coughing
You sing 'cause it's fun
I sing 'cause I can't do drugs
Often
Fine on my own, I don't care about nothing
Nothing at all, fuck you and your function
Everything feels the same
'nother day gone and I'm not feeling right, yeah
Every day feels the same
Mother say something like 'have you tried this?'
Oh
Don't you blame me or flame me
Ain't nothing can offend me
My little sister tougher than you bitches that's my family
Be the man you claim to be
And ditch the man who murdered me
And leave me alone 'fore I *****
We can run away and just forget about all this tonight
Forget your friends, they fake as hell, just shut me up and hold me tight
We can learn each other's names before we go and board the flight
And get to know our favorite colors or whatever's on your mind
5, 6, 7
I've been anxious, apeshit
Reaching seven nations
Usually I let her fuck
If I have the patience
Real humiliation, whatever you faking
I wish you could trust me with no hesitation, uh
Blood on my boxers
I've been feeling off it
Weighing out my options
Often, often, yeah I do this often
I don't think you care about the blood that I been coughing
Blue and pink coffin
Blood on my boxers
I've been feeling off it
Weighing out my options
Often, often, yeah I do this often
I don't think you care about the blood that I been coughing
You sing 'cause it's fun
I sing 'cause I can't do drugs
Often
Fine on my own, I don't care about nothing
Nothing at all, fuck you and your function
Everything feels the same
'nother day gone and I'm not feeling right, yeah
Every day feels the same
Mother say something like 'have you tried this?'
Oh
Don't you blame me or flame me
Ain't nothing can offend me
My little sister tougher than you bitches that's my family
Be the man you claim to be
And ditch the man who murdered me
And leave me alone 'fore I *****
We can run away and just forget about all this tonight
Forget your friends, they fake as hell, just shut me up and hold me tight
We can learn each other's names before we go and board the flight
And get to know our favorite colors or whatever's on your mind
5, 6, 7
I've been anxious, apeshit
Reaching seven nations
Usually I let her fuck
If I have the patience
Real humiliation, whatever you faking
I wish you could trust me with no hesitation, uh
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Writer(s): Josh Reyes
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