Gone

[Chorus: Anton Golden]
They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

[Post-Chorus: UNKNWNTHEARSONIST]
They’ll be sorry when I’m gone
(Gone, gone)
Grab a bullet, grab a gun
(Gun, gun)
They’ll be sorry when I’m gone
(Gone, gone)
Grab a gun and now I’m gone
(Gone, gone)

[Verse 1: UNKNWNTHEARSONIST]
They told me bite the bullet but I’m done
(But I'm done)
I just a want a scene girl on my nuts
(On my nuts)
Goth bitch with a thrasher tee tucked
(Tee tucked)
I'ma blow my brains out just for fun
(Just for fun)
Seen her in the club with a gun
(With a gun)
That’s a suicide in the club
(Suicide)
Yeah I seen her in the club looking good
(Looking good)
I’m a ghost, she a vampire tryna suck
(Tryna suck)

[Chorus: Anton Golden]
They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

[Verse 2: Anton Golden]
But they’ll be sorry when I’m gone, haven't seen 'em in some months
But they’ll all come around, acting like it's all love
They said I was no fun 'til fucking with them drugs
Everyone around me either a snake, fake or dumb
Spread my ashes far away, from the cool kids and the snakes
And if they wasn’t with me for the come up, stay away
They thought that I was lame, they ain't wanna know my name
Now they wanna pay respect, as soon as it's too late

[Chorus: Anton Golden]
They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)

[Post-Chorus: UNKNWNTHEARSONIST]
They’ll be sorry when I’m gone
(Gone, gone)
Grab a bullet, grab a gun
(Gun, gun)
They’ll be sorry when I’m gone
(Gone, gone)
Grab a gun and now I’m gone
(Gone, gone)

[Outro: Anton Golden]
They say I’m no fun
(No fun)
They hate my guts
(My guts)
They hear my name
(My name)
And they throw shade
(Throw shade)