Yo, this is my wake, my fate and I ain’t listed
Taint my paint with the blood of an evil wizard, I don’t get it
I’m supposed to be myself but who am I when nobody listen?
I’m not proud of practically anything I’ve given
This isn’t trying to write thoughts of suicide intention
I’m just trying to paint a little different than a statistic
Sadistic fuck, you’ll never see the bigger picture
I’m in the scriptures, honoured but never graduated the building
I’m a savage in a million but I feel like I’m useless
I don’t talk about my feelings ‘cause my last girl abused them
I can’t cope with the pain, I’m an ordinary loser
I sit and wallow a frame ‘causе I can’t look in the mirror
Cross me, outta my way, I’ll go psycho, I’ll do at it
Don’t know much about love ‘causе I’m a sorry abuse addict
Yeah I lifted the drug but I withdrew on a new habit
Yeah, the side effect of “can’t bare the truth, I ain’t look at it”
Stick a cushion ‘t’ween my face and the tip of a loaded barrel
Dressed in colourful apparel so once I make an appearance
They'll have to act like they've seen it, in fact they'll have to breathe it
‘Cause I am bleeding over the floor and I ain't cleaning up
Maybe take a shot as they scrub me off of the walls
And explore everything I hid from the outside world
On the inside ‘cause this ride, ride
Pushed me to brink of a mental state, I let the metal graze
Once I worked the razor blade couldn’t cut it
I moved onto a more combustible method of loving
Once I’m gone, stuff my body inside of a punching bag
And bleach all over the coloured rags for shits and gags
Taint my paint with the blood of an evil wizard, I don’t get it
I’m supposed to be myself but who am I when nobody listen?
I’m not proud of practically anything I’ve given
This isn’t trying to write thoughts of suicide intention
I’m just trying to paint a little different than a statistic
Sadistic fuck, you’ll never see the bigger picture
I’m in the scriptures, honoured but never graduated the building
I’m a savage in a million but I feel like I’m useless
I don’t talk about my feelings ‘cause my last girl abused them
I can’t cope with the pain, I’m an ordinary loser
I sit and wallow a frame ‘causе I can’t look in the mirror
Cross me, outta my way, I’ll go psycho, I’ll do at it
Don’t know much about love ‘causе I’m a sorry abuse addict
Yeah I lifted the drug but I withdrew on a new habit
Yeah, the side effect of “can’t bare the truth, I ain’t look at it”
Stick a cushion ‘t’ween my face and the tip of a loaded barrel
Dressed in colourful apparel so once I make an appearance
They'll have to act like they've seen it, in fact they'll have to breathe it
‘Cause I am bleeding over the floor and I ain't cleaning up
Maybe take a shot as they scrub me off of the walls
And explore everything I hid from the outside world
On the inside ‘cause this ride, ride
Pushed me to brink of a mental state, I let the metal graze
Once I worked the razor blade couldn’t cut it
I moved onto a more combustible method of loving
Once I’m gone, stuff my body inside of a punching bag
And bleach all over the coloured rags for shits and gags
( Skyl3r )
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