VERTIGO.
Thinking on a mistake
Did a little bidding in my head space
Sold my soul to stay away from mis-taste
Disgrace thinking bout' my dumb face
Scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place
Motherfuckers only care about the baggage
Only passing verbal passive fuck a passion
Lets just follow what he's doing
Maybe cash in catch em lacking
Never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens
Watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
Puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
Always blood in hand I'm coughing up my body not a pun
Always doing drugs what started out for fun
Only taking what I can but lately
I be smoking till my vision faded
Body stiff and numb
Fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
Abbadon
Rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone
Plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
Fuck around and find out why I'm always in my head along
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong
Running no stunting I'd rather puff the weed inside the bong
Dejected impressing whatever's left instead I write this song
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling
Empty heart I long
Wishing
This was the end of it all think I'm kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it's distant
In head know it's wrong but abusing decisions
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent
I can't get away got no ice or no pendant
Depending I make it no matter I'm sending in life with a
Message of give it and sinning
Repent for a feeling
No god in the ceiling
It shatters like glass
As I fall never kneeling
My face got no place in this world
Why I'm peeling my skin from my bones
To be close to these demons berating or hating
No matter they with me forever
Pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone
In this hole I rot inside my tomb
No light it's dark just like the womb
Could I presume that life on pause will not resume
So grip the pistol know im doomed
My eyes now white just like the moon
Did a little bidding in my head space
Sold my soul to stay away from mis-taste
Disgrace thinking bout' my dumb face
Scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place
Motherfuckers only care about the baggage
Only passing verbal passive fuck a passion
Lets just follow what he's doing
Maybe cash in catch em lacking
Never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens
Watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
Puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
Always blood in hand I'm coughing up my body not a pun
Always doing drugs what started out for fun
Only taking what I can but lately
I be smoking till my vision faded
Body stiff and numb
Fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
Abbadon
Rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone
Plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
Fuck around and find out why I'm always in my head along
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong
Running no stunting I'd rather puff the weed inside the bong
Dejected impressing whatever's left instead I write this song
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling
Empty heart I long
Wishing
This was the end of it all think I'm kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it's distant
In head know it's wrong but abusing decisions
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent
I can't get away got no ice or no pendant
Depending I make it no matter I'm sending in life with a
Message of give it and sinning
Repent for a feeling
No god in the ceiling
It shatters like glass
As I fall never kneeling
My face got no place in this world
Why I'm peeling my skin from my bones
To be close to these demons berating or hating
No matter they with me forever
Pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone
In this hole I rot inside my tomb
No light it's dark just like the womb
Could I presume that life on pause will not resume
So grip the pistol know im doomed
My eyes now white just like the moon
Credits
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