歌词
I been stumbling my way through life
Holding onto things that I know will die
Say she wanna fuck, but I can't think, let alone even try
Knife creeping on your flesh, baby, tell me if you even really feel alive
Drank too much, text you, bitch, I'm boutta slide
Blood is pouring out, steel exposing your insides
Walking 'round neurotic, always think I'm gonna die
Beartrap on my head, got me ripping out my eyes
Soldered wounds shut, bitch, I'll make sure I survive
Cold case, cut throat, locked up in the basement
Lungs filled with asbestos
I messed up, blade deep in your body, feel your breath choke
Spirits in these walls when you're here, know they won't come around
Trauma flooding back, used to being told don't make a sound
Face down on the ground with my hands up
Watch your final breath through the screen of my camera
Left to die, you know you'll never find your way back home
Buried underneath years of snow, bones are growing cold
Know we die alone
But I still need something with you, got something to prove
I been stumbling my way through life
Holding onto things that I know will die
Say she wanna fuck, but I can't think, let alone even try
Knife creeping on your flesh, baby, tell me if you even really feel alive
Drank too much, text you, bitch, I'm boutta slide
Blood is pouring out, steel exposing your insides
Walking 'round neurotic, always think I'm gonna die
Beartrap on my head, got me ripping out my eyes
Soldered wounds shut, bitch, I'll make sure I survive
Cold case, cut throat, locked up in the basement
Lungs filled with asbestos
I messed up, blade deep in your body, feel your breath choke
