Bury me with somber
Bury me with somber
I need to get this off my chest I'm fine now
I've been depressed and lonely I am high now
Dealing with the thoughts, they're popping off
I have a gun so I might as well just take the shot
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Lost to the grave
And I can not escape, this pain
Can not escapе this pain
Taken away flushed down the drain
I'm drowning, away
But I, only gеt high, because in this life
I feel like a lie when I lie it backfires
Cynical satire
But I, only get high, because in this life
I feel like a lie when I lie it backfires
Cynical satire
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Lost to the grave
And I can not escape, this pain
Can not escape this pain
Taken away flushed down the drain
I'm drowning, away
Do you see what I've been saying for all these years
All the broken things disappear
It's just cynical satire
I need to get this off my chest I'm fine now
I've been depressed and lonely I am high now
Dealing with the thoughts, they're popping off
I have a gun so I might as well just take the shot
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Take me out to sleep
Bury me with somber
Bury me with somber
Bury me with somber
I need to get this off my chest I'm fine now
I've been depressed and lonely I am high now
Dealing with the thoughts, they're popping off
I have a gun so I might as well just take the shot
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Lost to the grave
And I can not escape, this pain
Can not escapе this pain
Taken away flushed down the drain
I'm drowning, away
But I, only gеt high, because in this life
I feel like a lie when I lie it backfires
Cynical satire
But I, only get high, because in this life
I feel like a lie when I lie it backfires
Cynical satire
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Lost to the grave
And I can not escape, this pain
Can not escape this pain
Taken away flushed down the drain
I'm drowning, away
Do you see what I've been saying for all these years
All the broken things disappear
It's just cynical satire
I need to get this off my chest I'm fine now
I've been depressed and lonely I am high now
Dealing with the thoughts, they're popping off
I have a gun so I might as well just take the shot
And I, can't feel alive, when I am high
In my bedroom taking lines, I am fine
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
With the thoughts, in my mind right now
And the lines, they make me go blind
To what is real, and what is a sight
Figment of my imagination
And the cause of my creation
Take me out to sleep
Bury me with somber
Bury me with somber
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