Down2Nowhere
Where my players at?
Where my bitches at?
I don't give a fuck
I'm pouring up 'til I'm fucking dead
Never switch up
I stay true to what I say
I'm a fucking addict
You're mad cause your bitch is giving me head
Whoa
You say you got no trust into yourself?
Yeah me neither
I don't care bout anyone, anyway
I can't stand myself
And soon you'll realize the same
I'm just a fucking drugged up piece of white trash
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I'm just a shepherd guiding 'em all into nowhere
Sooner or later we all gon die, that's for sure, yeah
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I ain't a coward but I'm hiding from myself
My demons never disappeared, they just feed off my health
They say, that fear is for the weak?
How am I supposed to live
Filled with anxiety?
Tell me, how to handle my mentality
When everything is drowning me
Deeper in my misery?
I'm fucked up
I'm on a plain, can't complain
Codein and Roxy
Fumes fill up my fucking brain
Pain, pain
Pain just go away
Flames inside my veins
I'm the devil bitch
All you pussies fucking lame
God complex
Can't compare myself with all those fucking societies
My ambission is still staying the same
Tie a noose and break my motherfucking neck
(Tie a noose and break my motherfucking neck)
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I'm just a shepherd guiding 'em all into nowhere
Sooner or later we all gon die, that's for sure, yeah
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I ain't a coward but I'm hiding from myself
My demons never disappeared, they just feed off my health
Where my bitches at?
I don't give a fuck
I'm pouring up 'til I'm fucking dead
Never switch up
I stay true to what I say
I'm a fucking addict
You're mad cause your bitch is giving me head
Whoa
You say you got no trust into yourself?
Yeah me neither
I don't care bout anyone, anyway
I can't stand myself
And soon you'll realize the same
I'm just a fucking drugged up piece of white trash
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I'm just a shepherd guiding 'em all into nowhere
Sooner or later we all gon die, that's for sure, yeah
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I ain't a coward but I'm hiding from myself
My demons never disappeared, they just feed off my health
They say, that fear is for the weak?
How am I supposed to live
Filled with anxiety?
Tell me, how to handle my mentality
When everything is drowning me
Deeper in my misery?
I'm fucked up
I'm on a plain, can't complain
Codein and Roxy
Fumes fill up my fucking brain
Pain, pain
Pain just go away
Flames inside my veins
I'm the devil bitch
All you pussies fucking lame
God complex
Can't compare myself with all those fucking societies
My ambission is still staying the same
Tie a noose and break my motherfucking neck
(Tie a noose and break my motherfucking neck)
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I'm just a shepherd guiding 'em all into nowhere
Sooner or later we all gon die, that's for sure, yeah
But all those voices tell me that I'm not insane, no
They tell me that one day imma find my way home
I ain't a coward but I'm hiding from myself
My demons never disappeared, they just feed off my health
Credits
Writer(s): Judas Cain
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Altri album
- Walking Blind - Single
- Heartless
- Sad/Dead/Regret - Single
- Misery And The Thoughts Within Me
- Kerosene - Single
- Played My Life Like A Game Of Chess
- Played My Life Like a Game of Chess - Single
- When Life Gives You Lemons, They're Probably Second Hand - Single
- When Life Gives You Lemons, They're Probably Second Hand
- Addictions/Disgrace/Selfhate/Etc. - Single
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