Addiction & Abandoned / Fake

PART 1: Addiction & Abandoned

[Verse 1: KRISISDEAD]
Fucked since beginning of my days
Seen the dead die
Rest in peace
Scratch my head
Xans are my meds
Can't cope with life
I've hit a dead end
Cut by the edge
Of a dagger sharp
Breaking into cars just to sound the alarm
Opps come swarming
Blood keeps pouring
Out my liver, splash
Dont need a warning
I just need warming
Something to call mine
Too many gone
Now I'm afraid it's my time
Crying as I rhyme this suicide note
Pour a 2 liter
It's the only antidote
Pop some percs
To put off my death
The day will come
What have I done?
As I take in my final breath...

[Verse 2: KRISISDEAD]
Can't cope with life
You all heard this back on Tar
But that fucking song speaks to me so much that it fucking left me scars
Braided my own cable
So I fucking hang in style
Not before I pop some more opiates
Puttin it off for a while
Crushed by people
Crushed by god
Crushed by feelings
Oh my god
Please dont leave me
You're all I got
Except some liquor
Take some shots
Leave me rot
Leave me be
Please just set me fucking free
Take a sip
Wrists will drip
Bloody, Bloody Mary
Bloody Fucking mess

Can't ever fix the pain in my chest, yeah
Can't ever
Can't ever
Can't ever
Can't ever
Bloody fucking bottles can't ever

"why did you fuck him?"
"i wanted to"
"why"
"i desired him"
"WHY"
"YOU. WERENT. THERE"
"WHY HIM?
"he asked me NICELY?"
"you're a liar"
"so?"
"WHO ARE YOU?"
"IM NO ONE."
[spits]

PART 2: Fake

[Verse 1: KRISISDEAD]
I know it hurts for you
But know I'm shattered too
(Why'd you have to do me like this?)

All along I just knew
I never trusted you
You took my word and bit me in the back
Now I'm all alone with a gun in my hand
Empty med bottle on my desk
And a heartless chest
Incomplete as I rest on this cold floor in pitch black darkness

Why you so hostile?
Maybe stay a while?
Maybe take my feelings then
Hang 'em from the ceiling
Maybe take my emotions
Dump me in the ocean
My sell off my soul
Maybe let me fall

Im just a wreck
Im just a mess
Im just a heart
Im full of stress
Im just a crow
Im just for show
Im just a man
You're just for the dough