You're made of carbon waste, why the fuck Would I Want you around me.
Keep my heart on my waist, because everybody tryna drown me.
When the death is embraced, like you slippin a blade down me.
In the car with no brakes, and I'm whippin the corners proudly.
Wasted, shit faced and I'm loosin it I can't take it.
Like the plague hit, I'm peeling the skin off my body naked.
I don't fake shit, like all you motherfuckers trying to make it.
I can't fuckin escape it, this shit is leavin me jaded.
Anger buried deep inside of me,
that's all I'll have if you don't die with me.
Razors, help me to believe what I'm seeing,
in the end I hope that I'm still breathing.
Broken, I'll piece the parts of me back together,
back in motion, I fall but I'm growin back all my feathers.
You don't know shit, keep talking I'm hangin you with the teather.
No emotion, I'll do what I need to by any measure.
All my fault, and all on my plate, angels falling down on their face.
Blood fills up the oceans and lakes, all my hope will die in one day.
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