Last October

Blink and I see the fucking money left
And I see red cause I never ever felt it’s fair
I got a gun hold it to my fucking head
I got to run I don’t want you to see me fucking dead
Lost you in the night
See the graves see this light
I know that you want to see the internet
I know you see me fucking dying on the internet
Fuck the fame that’s you you say at night
You want the drugs want the high to never end
I want my life I want it all to fucking end
You see the scars on me
When I fall asleep how I can’t get up
How it falls beneath
Sick of that bullshit
Sick of writing on walls sick of the bullshit
Sick of my mind
Sick of these eyеs that stay close an
I can’t even keep еm open when I try
Fucked up on the internet
You saying to much what you need for that?
Saying to much say you say you been for that say you made it up say you fucking feeling it
Say you made it up say you feeling that say you really wish it’d fall right in your lap
Say you hear me bitch can you hear now?
Say you ride until you wish and now I’m feeling out and now you feel me now and now you hear my words and now you say you hear me bitch say you know me now
Sick of pussies talking about I can’t hear you now like Mary what you say?
Bitch you hear me now