Dead Rockstar !

Baby please don't start, put your hand on my chest I bet you feel, no heart
Got excess baggage bitches want no parts
27 club I'll be your dead rockstar
(DEAD ROCKSTAR)

Baby please don't start, put your hand on my chest I bet you feel, no heart
Got excess baggage bitches want no parts
27 club I'll be your dead rockstar
(DEAD ROCKSTAR)

I need a, I need a, I need a, I need a
I need a friend just like I need a bullet, I need
A gun witha trigger to pull it, get closer to
The edge the more that you push it

Edge of the cliff but i'm losing my footing
And the way that my mind is, I can see myself
Doing something that I know that you wouldn't

All the memories rewinding from thе times I was
Really low and you was therе as a cushion

And my therapist say, Kami you stuck in the past and you need to let go of that shit, get control of that shit, you could still come back up cause this isn't as low as it gets

But I do not believe her, so I been cuddled up with the reaper I swear happiness hiding from me, and im tired of being the seeker

Like a suicide note coming right through ya speaker, straight face I feel like Mona Lisa, 24 hours I been on a mission like Sutherland, n***** be calling me Kiefer

PTSD, inside of me, making me sick, I get sicker than Zika
Mickey and Mallory we was a movie baby nl'm thinking that we need a sequel

Baby please don't start, put your hand on my chest I bet you feel, no heart
Got excess baggage bitches want no parts
27 club I'll be your dead rockstar
(DEAD ROCKSTAR)

Baby please don't start, put your hand on my chest I bet you feel, no heart
Got excess baggage bitches want no parts
27 club I'll be your dead rockstar
(DEAD ROCKSTAR)