DemotivationAtItsFinest
I've been digging my own grave waiting to be saved
Been a slave to life that I'm living fuck the games fuck the change
Fuck the all the fucking thoughts in my brain rain bringing rusted chains
Weed the only thing that keep me sane It's a damn shame
Find myself laying on the train tracks steady waiting to get back on track
Falling back to the past all this weight on my back I'm reaching heart attack
Cry myself to sleep no I'm not new to that
Mental state untamed blood dipping leaving stains
She don't know my name you'll see me when I'm climbing up the ranks
Take the pain now I'm at the bank counting cheddar whatever
It don't make me feel no better working hard hardly working
Bumming hard Forever Imma die for the lesser
Dropped out didn't learn my lesson
Drifting away from reality floating like a lost feather
Sail the seven fucking seas still comin back without the treasure
Severed tethers stormy weather burn the love letters
Picture frames up on my dresser
Lock myself in the cellar with nothing but a 9 11
Contemplating my life fuck it I'll jus pull back the lever
Now I'm deader than ever
Hopping off of my bullshit you bet I'm bout to
Drop the top with ya bitch in it
Allow me to show ya how I'm whipping it while I'm sipping it
Now that's a dangerous game I'm playing fuck it
Imma end up in a ditch sooner or later
Hop in the bed fucking your bitch now and later
Bum Boy a real player game changer fuck boy slayer
Better say a fucking prayer got the Mac equip it like a power sprayer
I'm dipping out creeping back to the deepest layer
Been a slave to life that I'm living fuck the games fuck the change
Fuck the all the fucking thoughts in my brain rain bringing rusted chains
Weed the only thing that keep me sane It's a damn shame
Find myself laying on the train tracks steady waiting to get back on track
Falling back to the past all this weight on my back I'm reaching heart attack
Cry myself to sleep no I'm not new to that
Mental state untamed blood dipping leaving stains
She don't know my name you'll see me when I'm climbing up the ranks
Take the pain now I'm at the bank counting cheddar whatever
It don't make me feel no better working hard hardly working
Bumming hard Forever Imma die for the lesser
Dropped out didn't learn my lesson
Drifting away from reality floating like a lost feather
Sail the seven fucking seas still comin back without the treasure
Severed tethers stormy weather burn the love letters
Picture frames up on my dresser
Lock myself in the cellar with nothing but a 9 11
Contemplating my life fuck it I'll jus pull back the lever
Now I'm deader than ever
Hopping off of my bullshit you bet I'm bout to
Drop the top with ya bitch in it
Allow me to show ya how I'm whipping it while I'm sipping it
Now that's a dangerous game I'm playing fuck it
Imma end up in a ditch sooner or later
Hop in the bed fucking your bitch now and later
Bum Boy a real player game changer fuck boy slayer
Better say a fucking prayer got the Mac equip it like a power sprayer
I'm dipping out creeping back to the deepest layer
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Writer(s): Cody Gregorczyk
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