Ukilledme
The fuck you think you know
About a boy from a broken home
I cut my wrists and let it show
Around my throat I'll tie this rope
Cos I ain't got no fucking hope
I've spent too much time fucking broke
I'm sick of living, wanna let go
I'm taking pills, inhaling snow
I've never felt so fucking low
My circles small and I can't grow
Can't wait till I'm six foot below
Write my own name on this death note
Nothing to do except more blow
King of the damned sat on my throne
I'm travelling along death row
And I won't come back, I'm not the crow
Every single night
I get these thoughts of suicide
And they don't leave my fucking mind
Death always standing by my side
I'm tryna find the fucking light
When I finally see it, I'll go blind
Cos I've spent too long in the dark
You left me with this broken heart
Can't wait for you to fucking rot
Down in the ground where you belong
I medicate with all these drugs
I take Xanax till I pass out
Crush OxyContin in my cup
Prolonged release ain't doing enough
I need that instant in my blood
Sobriety's something I don't want
And now I'm sitting here getting waved
I'm Dropping pills and drinking lean
And I can't think too fucking straight
So I finish off a strip
So I feel sane
When I switch off my fucking brain
I fall asleep start again
These chemicals my only friend
These chemicals my only friend
The fuck you think you know
About a boy from a broken home
I cut my wrists and let it show
Around my throat I'll tie this rope
Cos I ain't got no fucking hope
I've spent too much time fucking broke
I'm sick of living, wanna let go
I'm taking pills, inhaling snow
I've never felt so fucking low
My circles small and I can't grow
Can't wait till I'm six foot below
Write my own name on this death note
Nothing to do except more blow
King of the damned sat on my throne
I'm travelling along death row
And I won't come back, I'm not the crow
About a boy from a broken home
I cut my wrists and let it show
Around my throat I'll tie this rope
Cos I ain't got no fucking hope
I've spent too much time fucking broke
I'm sick of living, wanna let go
I'm taking pills, inhaling snow
I've never felt so fucking low
My circles small and I can't grow
Can't wait till I'm six foot below
Write my own name on this death note
Nothing to do except more blow
King of the damned sat on my throne
I'm travelling along death row
And I won't come back, I'm not the crow
Every single night
I get these thoughts of suicide
And they don't leave my fucking mind
Death always standing by my side
I'm tryna find the fucking light
When I finally see it, I'll go blind
Cos I've spent too long in the dark
You left me with this broken heart
Can't wait for you to fucking rot
Down in the ground where you belong
I medicate with all these drugs
I take Xanax till I pass out
Crush OxyContin in my cup
Prolonged release ain't doing enough
I need that instant in my blood
Sobriety's something I don't want
And now I'm sitting here getting waved
I'm Dropping pills and drinking lean
And I can't think too fucking straight
So I finish off a strip
So I feel sane
When I switch off my fucking brain
I fall asleep start again
These chemicals my only friend
These chemicals my only friend
The fuck you think you know
About a boy from a broken home
I cut my wrists and let it show
Around my throat I'll tie this rope
Cos I ain't got no fucking hope
I've spent too much time fucking broke
I'm sick of living, wanna let go
I'm taking pills, inhaling snow
I've never felt so fucking low
My circles small and I can't grow
Can't wait till I'm six foot below
Write my own name on this death note
Nothing to do except more blow
King of the damned sat on my throne
I'm travelling along death row
And I won't come back, I'm not the crow
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Writer(s): Reece Mooney
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