Half Past Ten
So
You know when
You're just staring at the ceiling
You can feel the tears
Streaming down your face
Basically
I wrote a song about that
Which is this song right now
That's playing right now
So, yeah, let's go
Ay
Ay
Ay Ay Ay
Ah shit
Here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
No, no
Heaven or hell
I can't really tell
Ah shit
Here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
Crying while I write this
Only way I get some silence
Sadness in my eyes
Behind my mind
It's just pure violence
I don't wanna live like this (nah)
Baby come and slit my wrist (huh)
Know I'm dying but you ain't do shit (nah)
When I'm gone will I even be missed (no)
When I go
Don't feel low
Say that you love me
But it never really show
Sitting all alone
No one call my phone
But I'm used to it
Yeah I'm used to that
Laying on my bed
While the demons attack
So I'm fighting em back
Fuck the aftermath
Now it's all gone black
Like I crash MineCraft
Watching TV with misted eyes
Can't let em inside so I put on disguise
Drip another drop in my cup pour it up
Demons get drowned
When I drink the liquor down
Down down down
Til I got a fucking frown
Throw my weight around
Imma rag doll now
Body goes numb
Guess the drink got me slumped
Don't worry mum
Cause I ain't got a gun
Ain't got a gun
But I'll still pop some pills
Feeling like I'm dead
Drop me in a landfill
I ain't really care
Where the fuck my body goes
Guess when I'm dead
Everybody love me loads
Put your phone to your ear
Cause this next parts cold
Imma ring you
From the grave
While my body decompose
Ah shit here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
You know when
You're just staring at the ceiling
You can feel the tears
Streaming down your face
Basically
I wrote a song about that
Which is this song right now
That's playing right now
So, yeah, let's go
Ay
Ay
Ay Ay Ay
Ah shit
Here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
No, no
Heaven or hell
I can't really tell
Ah shit
Here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
Crying while I write this
Only way I get some silence
Sadness in my eyes
Behind my mind
It's just pure violence
I don't wanna live like this (nah)
Baby come and slit my wrist (huh)
Know I'm dying but you ain't do shit (nah)
When I'm gone will I even be missed (no)
When I go
Don't feel low
Say that you love me
But it never really show
Sitting all alone
No one call my phone
But I'm used to it
Yeah I'm used to that
Laying on my bed
While the demons attack
So I'm fighting em back
Fuck the aftermath
Now it's all gone black
Like I crash MineCraft
Watching TV with misted eyes
Can't let em inside so I put on disguise
Drip another drop in my cup pour it up
Demons get drowned
When I drink the liquor down
Down down down
Til I got a fucking frown
Throw my weight around
Imma rag doll now
Body goes numb
Guess the drink got me slumped
Don't worry mum
Cause I ain't got a gun
Ain't got a gun
But I'll still pop some pills
Feeling like I'm dead
Drop me in a landfill
I ain't really care
Where the fuck my body goes
Guess when I'm dead
Everybody love me loads
Put your phone to your ear
Cause this next parts cold
Imma ring you
From the grave
While my body decompose
Ah shit here we go again
Staring at the ceiling
Is it half past ten
Or 3AM
Either way
Wanna die my friend
Found my way to an afterlife
Is it heaven or hell
I can't really tell
Credits
Writer(s): Lee Ingram
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