#mood

[Intro]
Pitch black, backroom
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no friends, mood
Show no love, mood
I need drugs, mood
I might die soon
I might pull out, mood
Oh, yeah, in that

[Chorus]
Pitch black, backroom
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no friends, mood
Show no love, mood
I need drugs, mood
I might die soon
I might pull out, mood, yeah

[Verse 1]
Driving and lost got me feeling my shit
Don't try to stop it, keep feeding my shit
Zero degrees and it's cold as a bitch
Blocking the flame that's about to be lit
I could just kill, the strength of Kaguya, it's all that I feel
Yeah, it's all that I feel

[Chorus]
Pitch black, backroom
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no friends, mood
Show no love, mood
I need drugs, mood
I might die soon
I might pull out, mood, yeah

[Verse 2]
Drip, drip, blood on the paper
I rip, rip, all of my flaws into
Bits, bits, I hate myself then I
Dip, dip, shoving a flip in a
Brick, brick, she give me head then I
Dip, quick, my gang a group of some
Misfits, staple the pointers with
Sticks, shit, yeah
Leak liquid

[Chorus]
Pitch black, backroom
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no friends, mood
Show no love, mood
I need drugs, mood
I might die soon
I might pull out, mood