Camel
Its Azi
How could I choose death over life with you still by my side
Yet every single day I wake up and still wanna die
Driving by these light poles
Swerving with my eyes closed
Cruise control in the snow
Don't know where I'm going though
Oh no
You ever wake up and you start to wonder why
Life gets hard and you want to die
Fist clenched tight with them tears in my eye
Release another sigh and you let it pass by
Murder on my mind but it's for my own demise
Keep the drugs in me so I don't bat an eye
Room started spinnin so I called it a night
Shits got me feelin
So low
.45 by my side
Whiskey got me feelin right
Bow to the king or the bullets gon fly
Pick from The Fleet who you fuckin tonight
And I stand with my mans tho
Hear the howl of the wolves like thunder in the sky
Bleach white fangs with the pitch black eyes
Look too long where you stand you will die
And I got a
Bad bitch sweet lips drip when I bite
Rolled a pound of dro and we was fucking to the moonlight
Her mans facetime quick decline he was real tight
But when she saw The Fleet it was over from the first sight
Here
Got an idea
We can get high to the atmosphere
Take a trip to Mars we can have a few beers
And I can kill yo mans
Leave his body up here
Yea
How could I choose death over life with you still by my side
Yet every single day I wake up and still wanna die
Driving by these light poles
Swerving with my eyes closed
Cruise control in the snow
Don't know where I'm going though
Oh no
You ever wake up and you start to wonder why
Life gets hard and you want to die
Fist clenched tight with them tears in my eye
Release another sigh and you let it pass by
Murder on my mind but it's for my own demise
Keep the drugs in me so I don't bat an eye
Room started spinnin so I called it a night
Shits got me feelin
So low
.45 by my side
Whiskey got me feelin right
Bow to the king or the bullets gon fly
Pick from The Fleet who you fuckin tonight
And I stand with my mans tho
Hear the howl of the wolves like thunder in the sky
Bleach white fangs with the pitch black eyes
Look too long where you stand you will die
And I got a
Bad bitch sweet lips drip when I bite
Rolled a pound of dro and we was fucking to the moonlight
Her mans facetime quick decline he was real tight
But when she saw The Fleet it was over from the first sight
Here
Got an idea
We can get high to the atmosphere
Take a trip to Mars we can have a few beers
And I can kill yo mans
Leave his body up here
Yea
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Writer(s): Noah Mcmanus
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