stopwhileimahead
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
So dope with enough dope to be a rich mans pharmacist
She's so close to the torch she's a marvelous arsonist
Target narcissistic tendencies for remarkable harvests
Slice the head off and display it for a barbarous populace
Drink my blood, lick it up
Let me bleed until it's done
Hit the blunt, fuck it up
Tell me can you taste the love
Drink my blood, lick it up
Let me bleed until it's done
Hit the blunt, fuck it up
Tell me can you taste the love
I don't know what to do with myself
I don't want the numbness
I don't want these feelings
Yo where did this shit come from?
Thought that I was beaming
Now I think I was dreaming
Just staring at the ceiling
What the hell am I seeing
Why are distractions all that works
Give me your hand
Now give me your words
I wanna get better
But I think I got worse
And I don't know what to do
Without you getting hurt
I promise you all
I'll calm this urge
I'll think of you
When I start to purge
Wait for you to speak
Then I take my turn
See what you think
When I start to burn
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen, listen, it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
Stuck in my phone
It never ends
I'm staying home
Don't want to bother them
Let's find the quiet
And hide in it
Stay a while
I'd like to die in it
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead (It was never meant to be)
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said (Will you still hold)
Me?
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
So dope with enough dope to be a rich mans pharmacist
She's so close to the torch she's a marvelous arsonist
Target narcissistic tendencies for remarkable harvests
Slice the head off and display it for a barbarous populace
Drink my blood, lick it up
Let me bleed until it's done
Hit the blunt, fuck it up
Tell me can you taste the love
Drink my blood, lick it up
Let me bleed until it's done
Hit the blunt, fuck it up
Tell me can you taste the love
I don't know what to do with myself
I don't want the numbness
I don't want these feelings
Yo where did this shit come from?
Thought that I was beaming
Now I think I was dreaming
Just staring at the ceiling
What the hell am I seeing
Why are distractions all that works
Give me your hand
Now give me your words
I wanna get better
But I think I got worse
And I don't know what to do
Without you getting hurt
I promise you all
I'll calm this urge
I'll think of you
When I start to purge
Wait for you to speak
Then I take my turn
See what you think
When I start to burn
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen, listen, it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said
Stuck in my phone
It never ends
I'm staying home
Don't want to bother them
Let's find the quiet
And hide in it
Stay a while
I'd like to die in it
Why
Can't I
Stop while I'm ahead (It was never meant to be)
Listen it's
About
Last night
Forget the shit I said (Will you still hold)
Me?
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Writer(s): Samantha Jane Dobesh
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