BLOODSTAIN (All Alone)

Uh

I been tired all my life one day I'll get to go to sleep forever
Top drawer filled with paystubs and prison letters
Propaganda propped up on the TV, I don't get the message
I wont get the message Ima send it when they least expect it
You was in my head rent free now that lease indebted
But I got no hard feelings til the bitter ending
It don't matter like the message that the critics sending
It don't matter, it don't matter, it don't matter no

I got it handled got it covered I don't need a soul
But I could really use a soul I been all alone (I been all alone)
Friction on my hands fiction on my phone (Yeah)
I'm tired of trynna fix em Ima let em go
Got it handled got it covered I don't need a soul
But I could really use a soul I been all alone (All alone)
Friction on my hands fiction on my phone
I'm tired of trynna fix it Ima let it go

Why'd I send that message, why'd I send it?
Did I need affection? I was never taught it needed lessons
And some deeper blessings
Deeper meanings making deeper questions
Got my feet cemented
Trapped inside was feeling every second
Wrote my deepest letters
Trapped inside was feeling every second
Wrote my deepest letters
Yeah
Trapped inside was feeling every second
Wrote my deepest letters

These ain't just words on a page
Cut deep blood finna stain (Yeah)
These ain't just words on a page
I been cut deep now my blood finna stain

These ain't just words on a page
Cut deep my blood finna stain
These ain't just words on a page
I been cut deep now my blood finna stain
Clipse

Goodnight, Clipse