[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[VERSE 1] 
Haven’t seen you in a month, and I’m going through withdrawal
Pull your love into my lungs, let the smoke crawl up the walls
Tried to shake you from my mind, tried to rip you from my heart
Baby, can’t you see that I’ve been imprisoned from the start? 
She had my soul in the palm of her hand 
Crumbled and broken, a pile of sand
Don’t you understand the power you have
Could drive a man mad, and frankly I’m mad (I’m mad!)
I’m diving off in the deep-end
A new vice every weekend
Smoke and drinking for coping and thinking
Don’t feel myself blinking, this can’t be the reason, I -

[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug 
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[BRIDGE]  
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 

[VERSE 2] 
And if I knew how to treat you all along 
Bet this would sound like a much different song 
Did you so wrong, at least in my mind 
But can’t we rewind to simpler times? 
Fuck all the signs, you should be mine 
All of these lights but none of them shine like you 
Fuck up my rhymes like you 
Now I don’t know what to do 
‘Cus I grew dependent on all of the love that you gave me 
And baby, it’s driving me crazy, so maybe - 
We’ll learn how to love, give it a shot 
Empty my heart, everything that I’ve got 
I’m diving off in the deep-end 
A new vice every weekend 
Smoke and drinking for coping and thinking 
Don’t feel myself blinking, this can’t be the reason, I - 

[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug 
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it 
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[OUTRO] 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

BITE THE BULLET (Prod. Pilot Kid)

I decided to cover Sunday candy. I lost my voice because of prom but I still tried to finish the cover. I decided to try something new and a little upbeat and really enjoyed making it. Hope you like it :)

Sunday Candy Cover

Calvin's Joint Cover

Vibes, We out here making our own wave, new school, Mexican/ chicano rap, ohhh we big chillin over here

It's a Wave

Lyrics:

when all is said and done
maybe you will come over
we'll look inside the sun
till our vision is over
am I the only one who feels freer when I'm gone
when all is said and done
maybe I'll save my pennies and move to mars or Maine
either or is the same
I'll think about my mother in the ocean
or a long lost late

and all I ask of anyone is
to give me a warning when
you decide to leave in
the morning
like to say goodbye

when all is said and done
maybe I will feel young for the first time in my youth
when I show her the truth my older self may cry
love is all I've learned to hide

and all I ask of anyone is
to give me a warning when
you all decide to leave in 
the morning
like to say goodbye

freer when im gone

Holding Out For You

I'll admit that I can no longer see
Whether you're
The gold heart of a dove or
A stranger to me 
I really did adore you
But adoration's never cured you
He wants to kiss the dark haired girl
Like he did that new years
He wants to take his gentle blonde
And push her way down into his pocket
She didn't want to mourn you
But all the birds have turned to paper cranes

Oh
Here I go
Feel the world come to a slow
Oh
Lovers hands in a little house
Hands thought to belong to someone else

She waits on the line while
He drives up his mind into San Diego
For every lie pictured
A shiny new dime to push in his pocket
Oh I assure you
Honesty can never hurt you

Oh
Here I go
Feel the world come to a slow
Oh
Lovers hands in a little house
Hands thought to belong to someone else
Someone else
Someone else

BITE THE BULLET (Prod. Pilot Kid)

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