life is cruel
I been afraid of
Dyin
Place I can take my mind when
Pick up the piece we left in your car
That
Day of the week we weren't driving far
I been afraid of
Dying
Place I can take my mind when
Pick up the piece we left in your car
That
Day of the week we weren't driving far
Everything's changing
Oh you don't say?
I miss the rage and
Are you ok?
Thoughts been evasive
Maybe most days
Nights in your basement
You and cocaine
Stand inside the sun
Damaged eyes and lungs
Man goes blind from gunshot wound
Dies young
Life's cruel
White blood
Red room
Like drugs
Flesh wound
Strange pose
Ride the high again
Same clothes
I spent nights up in
Stay close
Nice and high again
Might just fight to live
I survive again
Whatever it takes to hurt me
I'm a be ok, don't worry
You get used to this
When losing friends
Is way too common
And the mood's intense
And the roof is missing
I can race to God
Everything's changing
Oh you don't say?
I miss the rage and
Are you ok?
Thoughts been evasive
Maybe most days
Nights in your basement
You and cocaine
Stand inside the sun
Damaged eyes and lungs
Man goes blind from gun
Shot wound
Dies young
Life's cruel
White blood
Red room
Like drugs
Flesh wound
Dyin
Place I can take my mind when
Pick up the piece we left in your car
That
Day of the week we weren't driving far
I been afraid of
Dying
Place I can take my mind when
Pick up the piece we left in your car
That
Day of the week we weren't driving far
Everything's changing
Oh you don't say?
I miss the rage and
Are you ok?
Thoughts been evasive
Maybe most days
Nights in your basement
You and cocaine
Stand inside the sun
Damaged eyes and lungs
Man goes blind from gunshot wound
Dies young
Life's cruel
White blood
Red room
Like drugs
Flesh wound
Strange pose
Ride the high again
Same clothes
I spent nights up in
Stay close
Nice and high again
Might just fight to live
I survive again
Whatever it takes to hurt me
I'm a be ok, don't worry
You get used to this
When losing friends
Is way too common
And the mood's intense
And the roof is missing
I can race to God
Everything's changing
Oh you don't say?
I miss the rage and
Are you ok?
Thoughts been evasive
Maybe most days
Nights in your basement
You and cocaine
Stand inside the sun
Damaged eyes and lungs
Man goes blind from gun
Shot wound
Dies young
Life's cruel
White blood
Red room
Like drugs
Flesh wound
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Writer(s): Zachery Smith
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