Die Alone
I've been impatient, cocaine
Porcelain white faces
My music all in her playlist bad bitch
I think that you look better tied up in my basement
I roll that blunt up I face it pop Percocet's
I'm so faded
But I'm still patiently waiting
Waiting to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I leave my memories in the past because
I don't want to die alone
I still call you
I don't expect you to answer
I smoke so many cigarettes but you're still my cancer
Yeah I'm off of E but I'm still on you
Shots you took at me wish I was bulletproof
Healing broken hearts that's why I'm in the booth
Trail of blood my new lous, she's got big ass tiddies
I don't need to buy her new boobs
Fuck it I'm faded preform a ritual with Satan
A new seance in the dark
Surrounded by broken hearts and they got time to replace
Em this ain't no dream that I'm painting
Bitch this is a dream that I'm chasing and I don't wanna tear you apart
I've been impatient cocaine porcelain white faces my music all up in her playlist
Bad bitch I think that you look better tied up in my basement
I roll that blunt up I face it, pop Percocet's
I'm so faded
But I'm still patiently waiting,
Waiting to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I leave my memories in the past because I don't want to die alone
I still call you, I don't expect you to answer
I smoke so many cigarettes but you're still my cancer
Porcelain white faces
My music all in her playlist bad bitch
I think that you look better tied up in my basement
I roll that blunt up I face it pop Percocet's
I'm so faded
But I'm still patiently waiting
Waiting to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I leave my memories in the past because
I don't want to die alone
I still call you
I don't expect you to answer
I smoke so many cigarettes but you're still my cancer
Yeah I'm off of E but I'm still on you
Shots you took at me wish I was bulletproof
Healing broken hearts that's why I'm in the booth
Trail of blood my new lous, she's got big ass tiddies
I don't need to buy her new boobs
Fuck it I'm faded preform a ritual with Satan
A new seance in the dark
Surrounded by broken hearts and they got time to replace
Em this ain't no dream that I'm painting
Bitch this is a dream that I'm chasing and I don't wanna tear you apart
I've been impatient cocaine porcelain white faces my music all up in her playlist
Bad bitch I think that you look better tied up in my basement
I roll that blunt up I face it, pop Percocet's
I'm so faded
But I'm still patiently waiting,
Waiting to call you but you won't pick up the phone
I leave my memories in the past because I don't want to die alone
I still call you, I don't expect you to answer
I smoke so many cigarettes but you're still my cancer
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Writer(s): Dylan Bradley
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