BLACK MOLD

[Chorus]
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend (No)
I don't wanna get up in the photo
Sick from the mold
Ducked off in a bando
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend (No)
I don't wanna get up in the photo
Sick from the mold
Ducked off in a bando

[Verse]
Crawling inside of my head
And I feel like I'm rolling around
In my bed (Bed)
Now I can cut to the end but
My sight is so red that I feel
Like I'm dead (What?)
What
Never call back
Never ever call back
Tossing and turning
And I just keep burning
But I never wanted to fall back
Ugh
I don't wanna talk about it
Be about it
Thats on me
Focused on my life
And what it could be
Fuck out my way
'Cause I'm ready to see
Where in the hell do you think that we go
When were low underground
Nothing to show
No one can stop me
'Cause I wanna roam
No one can save us
'Cause no one is home

[Chorus]
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend (No)
I don't wanna get up in the photo
Sick from the mold
Ducked off in a bando
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend (No)
I don't wanna get up in the photo
Sick from the mold
Ducked off in a bando

[Outro]
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend (No)
I don't wanna get up in the photo
Sick from the mold
Ducked off in a bando
I don't wanna talk about shit (No)
I don't wanna be ya damn friend