Gasoline 66
Only whores and sluts want me to be their man
I guess that's why I am not a mother fucking fan
Controlling all you bitches like the Taliban
Running from my problems catch me if you can
Haunted man this shit is fucking scary
And I don't know how to parry
So I carry myself
Standing idol
Acting like a doll
Put your ass on the shelf
Can't fuck with me I tied the belt
I can't explain the shit that I have never felt
I tried but my heart just fucking melts
I don't wanna live anymore
So I Slam the door
Fuck these stupid whores
I could care less if there's more
Every single day
I'm feeling weak
In my knees
I can't breathe
Feelin like my brains been squeezed
And I'm starting to bleed
And I'm down on my knees
I'm starting to plead
So take all I've made and just leave me to die in this hell
Save me
I don't wanna be the one
To call your fucking number
When I need you
You're the type of pussy
To go run up with the homies
When I leave you
Feeling all alone
In my cell
When I'm sipping
Fucking codeine
Drugs make me happy
When I wanna pull the trigger
And I think about it all ending
Fucking up my mind and my body
I'm waiting in the lobby
Where I grab the shotty
Feeling like no body
No body gonna ever fucking stop me
You can try but your never gonna spot me
All this time and I'm feeling real sloppy
I guess that's why I am not a mother fucking fan
Controlling all you bitches like the Taliban
Running from my problems catch me if you can
Haunted man this shit is fucking scary
And I don't know how to parry
So I carry myself
Standing idol
Acting like a doll
Put your ass on the shelf
Can't fuck with me I tied the belt
I can't explain the shit that I have never felt
I tried but my heart just fucking melts
I don't wanna live anymore
So I Slam the door
Fuck these stupid whores
I could care less if there's more
Every single day
I'm feeling weak
In my knees
I can't breathe
Feelin like my brains been squeezed
And I'm starting to bleed
And I'm down on my knees
I'm starting to plead
So take all I've made and just leave me to die in this hell
Save me
I don't wanna be the one
To call your fucking number
When I need you
You're the type of pussy
To go run up with the homies
When I leave you
Feeling all alone
In my cell
When I'm sipping
Fucking codeine
Drugs make me happy
When I wanna pull the trigger
And I think about it all ending
Fucking up my mind and my body
I'm waiting in the lobby
Where I grab the shotty
Feeling like no body
No body gonna ever fucking stop me
You can try but your never gonna spot me
All this time and I'm feeling real sloppy
Credits
Writer(s): Tyson Dean O'bryan
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