outro (suicidal thoughts)
Singer:scrim
fuck it i wanna go to hell
cause i'm a fuckin' junkie
it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
it don't make sense going to heaven with the goody goody
i like black tees and black dickies
god'll prolly have me on some real strict shit
no smokin' that trippy stick
sober with the goody goodies lounging in paradise
i wanna smoke weed and snort ice
all my life i've been concidered as a junkie
just another psycho hokey
from pills down to snortin'
maybe my mother should've had a fucking abortion
wish i could be the way i was when i was younger
gettin' high to maintain just so i don't suffer
i wonder if i die will tears come to your eyes?
forgive me for my addictions
been with my girl for 6 years
who's to blame for that shit?
i swear to god i wanna just slit my wrist and end this bullshit
throw the glock to my head
and squeeze until the walls completely red
another fuckin' drug head
i can't believe suicide is on my fuckin' mind
i swear to god i feel like death is fucking calling me
but y'all wouldn't understand
it's kinda like the dope did cobain and nirvana
people at the funeral frontin' like they miss me
my old lady kiss me but she glad i'm gone
she knew my addiction was just that strong
call my homie shane tell him that my will is weak
i'm sickin' of always crying
i'm sick of fucking jones
and matter fact i'm sick of talking