GutterExistence.exe
My whole existence is a bad joke
Oh, I can't cope, nah
Yea, I can't cope
Oh, I can't cope
Empty blisters
I got hella dope
That shit won't let me go, nah
And I can't let it go
Please don't leave me now
Oh, I had to let her go
All these things I'll never know
And everything I cant control
Now I'll never trust a soul
I cant cope no antidote
Ambrose told me stay a gold
Through all the highs and lows
Still wish you never tied the rope
Bad habits that I try to hide
And I ask myself
"Is it worth to fight for?"
Some signs indicate
That I never live a good life
Hope she don't understand me wrong
Hope she knows I just mean it good
Try to safe what's left from the wreck
I never felt so understood
Tell me that she love me out the blue
It's too bad, that she never tells the truth
Now my view of existence been scued
It's my view, could I ask, who asked you?
Our love a loose lose
Loose screws, tattoos
Bad news, Matthew
Boowho, cryin' out for help
I get used
Abused, I thought you was my muse
I knew we all doomed, consumed
Think you know me
I don't know 'bout you
Empty blisters
I got hella dope
That shit won't let me go, nah
And I can't let it go
Please don't leave me now
Lately realized there's a void
Inside my chest
I know that you could fill it
I know you could give me rest
But I'm afraid
Stress could be deadly for me
You numb the pain
I'm torn apart
But to be frank
It's so, without you I feel drained
Finna throw a change up on you bitches like
I can show your bitch a different life
One she likes
But I'm aight, not my type
I don't give a fuck
You can see it in my eyes
She just wants to fuck
I can read her mind
Bring me heaven
Inside me is hell
You got the love
I got the chemics to numb pain in every cell
I hate myself
For every mistake that I make
A broken hearted fucking addict
That's a cycle, I can tell
But that's a thing I want to change
I can watch the city sinking from my balcony
I was getting high, thinking that i felt relief
Now I'm working on my fantasies
Always ready for catastrophe
Got an empty kind of presence
From the second guesses
Just another dead end
Life, I'm not invested
Allegedly a legend
I died in the wreckage
I ain't take a second
No one got my message
Oh, I can't cope, nah
Yea, I can't cope
Oh, I can't cope
Empty blisters
I got hella dope
That shit won't let me go, nah
And I can't let it go
Please don't leave me now
Oh, I had to let her go
All these things I'll never know
And everything I cant control
Now I'll never trust a soul
I cant cope no antidote
Ambrose told me stay a gold
Through all the highs and lows
Still wish you never tied the rope
Bad habits that I try to hide
And I ask myself
"Is it worth to fight for?"
Some signs indicate
That I never live a good life
Hope she don't understand me wrong
Hope she knows I just mean it good
Try to safe what's left from the wreck
I never felt so understood
Tell me that she love me out the blue
It's too bad, that she never tells the truth
Now my view of existence been scued
It's my view, could I ask, who asked you?
Our love a loose lose
Loose screws, tattoos
Bad news, Matthew
Boowho, cryin' out for help
I get used
Abused, I thought you was my muse
I knew we all doomed, consumed
Think you know me
I don't know 'bout you
Empty blisters
I got hella dope
That shit won't let me go, nah
And I can't let it go
Please don't leave me now
Lately realized there's a void
Inside my chest
I know that you could fill it
I know you could give me rest
But I'm afraid
Stress could be deadly for me
You numb the pain
I'm torn apart
But to be frank
It's so, without you I feel drained
Finna throw a change up on you bitches like
I can show your bitch a different life
One she likes
But I'm aight, not my type
I don't give a fuck
You can see it in my eyes
She just wants to fuck
I can read her mind
Bring me heaven
Inside me is hell
You got the love
I got the chemics to numb pain in every cell
I hate myself
For every mistake that I make
A broken hearted fucking addict
That's a cycle, I can tell
But that's a thing I want to change
I can watch the city sinking from my balcony
I was getting high, thinking that i felt relief
Now I'm working on my fantasies
Always ready for catastrophe
Got an empty kind of presence
From the second guesses
Just another dead end
Life, I'm not invested
Allegedly a legend
I died in the wreckage
I ain't take a second
No one got my message
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Writer(s): Xanny Phantom
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