Forest Fire
I've tried, I've tried, I do not know anymore
I'm just not who I thought I was anymore
When its time I'll die, buried in corduroy
Pour this shit up, I ask for just one more
I cant, I cant, I haven't slept in weeks
Drop of a pencil insomnia bothering me
I haven't ate since Monday god damn empty
Windows down free ash on my jeans
Yeah
I'm just not who I thought I was anymore
When its time I'll die, buried in corduroy
Pour this shit up, I ask for just one more
I cant, I cant, I haven't slept in weeks
Drop of a pencil insomnia bothering me
I haven't ate since Monday god damn empty
Windows down free ash on my jeans
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Slone Potts
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