Mister Willow eat my liver for dinner
Cut out my eyes
What a time to be alive
Wrist sliced
Bleed inside demons arise
Night time the worst time of my life
Think too much
Drink too much
Smoke a blunt when i start to cut my fucking arms
Lucky charm, my pistol cock it, let it blow
Suicide notes taken as a joke,
Murda she wrote, on murdok she choke
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
All in my feelings staring at the ceiling
Demons feeding on me singing songs about killing
And to be on the realest I'm dealing with depression
So I'm talking about eating a Smith and Wesson for breakfast
I'm too reckless second guessing all my blessings
Feeling empty Inside all the time
Traumatized from old memories so I get high think twice
Put the gun to my chin
Gunshots where you fucking live
Pull up in a limo
Cock my pistol aim it at your liver
Middle fingers up turn ya wife into a widow
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
Mr mr mr mr don't give a shit
How many times have i rhymed about suicide
How many times have you asked if I'm fine?
How many lies until you fucking realize your a pussy in disguise?
So many fake friends i had to open
My eyes
I'm so broken inside
No light just a endless tunnel
I hustle but I always seem to fumble
Pull up in a limo
Cock my pistol aim it at ya liver
Middle fingers up turn ya wife into a widow
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
I'm hitting this weed real ethereal
Smoking this CTC murdering the cereal
Hard exterior don't care for the materials
I'm stuck beneath the rubble
I can't breathe I'm in trouble
My voice is muffled
I have no choice, no joy, I've been destroyed
Live in the void
I'm paranoid so I smoke so I'm not annoyed
I hate hoes who think they know
Stick they nose into everything and it shows
I'm just a walking shadow
I'm just a walking shadow
What a time to be alive
Wrist sliced
Bleed inside demons arise
Night time the worst time of my life
Think too much
Drink too much
Smoke a blunt when i start to cut my fucking arms
Lucky charm, my pistol cock it, let it blow
Suicide notes taken as a joke,
Murda she wrote, on murdok she choke
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
All in my feelings staring at the ceiling
Demons feeding on me singing songs about killing
And to be on the realest I'm dealing with depression
So I'm talking about eating a Smith and Wesson for breakfast
I'm too reckless second guessing all my blessings
Feeling empty Inside all the time
Traumatized from old memories so I get high think twice
Put the gun to my chin
Gunshots where you fucking live
Pull up in a limo
Cock my pistol aim it at your liver
Middle fingers up turn ya wife into a widow
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
Mr mr mr mr don't give a shit
How many times have i rhymed about suicide
How many times have you asked if I'm fine?
How many lies until you fucking realize your a pussy in disguise?
So many fake friends i had to open
My eyes
I'm so broken inside
No light just a endless tunnel
I hustle but I always seem to fumble
Pull up in a limo
Cock my pistol aim it at ya liver
Middle fingers up turn ya wife into a widow
Mister mister willow
Finger on the trigger
Eat your liver quicker
Notorious serial killer
I'm hitting this weed real ethereal
Smoking this CTC murdering the cereal
Hard exterior don't care for the materials
I'm stuck beneath the rubble
I can't breathe I'm in trouble
My voice is muffled
I have no choice, no joy, I've been destroyed
Live in the void
I'm paranoid so I smoke so I'm not annoyed
I hate hoes who think they know
Stick they nose into everything and it shows
I'm just a walking shadow
I'm just a walking shadow
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Writer(s): Sebastian Cuicas
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