Sever My Regrets
(Outrage, Outrage)
Sever my regrets
Telling my friends
That I don't give a fuck
Kinda hard to try when I'm lying in my blood
Every time it pours, shit, I don't look up
I can always tell with how I'm drowning in the mud
Fucked every day shit
I thought we were the best
Now my little baby said we're running outta breath
Catch me on the fade
Fake shit, fake meds
I'ma slip away got it aimed at my
Get it right, shit I
Don't got time (got time)
Red light suicide on my mind
Fuck a life my breath
Go finite (finite)
Ay, homicide I'm gon' rip the skyline
Waste my time just to cut me up
Don't wanna chase your line
You don't know my blood
Don't want your hand on mine
With the other attached
To a blacked out knife
Getting held to my back
Sever my regrets
Telling my friends
That I don't give a fuck
Kinda hard to try when I'm lying in my blood
Every time it pours, shit, I don't look up
I can always tell with how I'm drowning in the mud
Fucked every day shit
I thought we were the best
Now my little baby said we're running outta breath
Catch me on the fade
Fake shit, fake meds
I'ma slip away got it aimed at my
Blood sprays out my
Ribcage and I
Yeah I don't give a shit I be dying today
Fuck gaze I got
A hollow gauge tonight (yeah)
Every time I hit it I go blind to the pain
Fuck inside of me
Fuck all the cunts who lie to me
Coming to get your arteries
Out of me don't you bleed on me
Cowardly, slit lobotomy
Slip the rope on and martyr me
Fuck
Done ripped the heart outta me rough
Ain't coming down till I'm numb
(Outrage, Outrage)
Sever my regrets
Telling my friends
That I don't give a fuck
Kinda hard to try when I'm lying in my blood
Every time it pours, shit, I don't look up
I can always tell with how I'm drowning in the mud
Fucked every day shit
I thought we were the best
Now my little baby said we're running outta breath
Catch me on the fade
Fake shit, fake meds
I'ma slip away got it aimed at my
Get it right, shit I
Don't got time (got time)
Red light suicide on my mind
Fuck a life my breath
Go finite (finite)
Ay, homicide I'm gon' rip the skyline
Waste my time just to cut me up
Don't wanna chase your line
You don't know my blood
Don't want your hand on mine
With the other attached
To a blacked out knife
Getting held to my back
Sever my regrets
Telling my friends
That I don't give a fuck
Kinda hard to try when I'm lying in my blood
Every time it pours, shit, I don't look up
I can always tell with how I'm drowning in the mud
Fucked every day shit
I thought we were the best
Now my little baby said we're running outta breath
Catch me on the fade
Fake shit, fake meds
I'ma slip away got it aimed at my
Blood sprays out my
Ribcage and I
Yeah I don't give a shit I be dying today
Fuck gaze I got
A hollow gauge tonight (yeah)
Every time I hit it I go blind to the pain
Fuck inside of me
Fuck all the cunts who lie to me
Coming to get your arteries
Out of me don't you bleed on me
Cowardly, slit lobotomy
Slip the rope on and martyr me
Fuck
Done ripped the heart outta me rough
Ain't coming down till I'm numb
(Outrage, Outrage)
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Writer(s): Damian Michael Bryan
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