ghostemane
hate you to death
everybody think i'm gonna put a bullet in my head
all of my friends
are in love with death
but i'm worse off than them
yes i'm fed up and you've heard it a million times
doesn't really matter how many rhymes
i spit about it i'm only a blip in the middle of all the endless lies
set in stone
like my hair and bones
nothing gold
hit my goals
now i'm all alone
all alone