Cut 'em up thin, cut 'em up thick,
Pullin' up to the dope, that 9TD
Blood on my sink, blood on my feet,
Throw the body bag to the bottom of the trash heap

I'm a creep, so they don't believe me,
Only thing I really wanna be is six feet deep
When I wake in the AM,
All I really feel is a satire of the desire to breathe

They told me the sign of the sparkle, a part of me accepted the sign of the night,
I bought you the biggest bottle of Bacardi and laced it up with cyanide
Fucking with nothing but mosh pits and rolling dope, watch out while everyone dies,
Schema the posse, a posse of demons, you'll see when you look in my eyes

The Pull Off

Baby, how you doing?
I know you're not doing the best
But I'm here,
I'll always be here

Tell me if you need me,
And call me if you feelin' alone
'Cause I'm here,
I'm always right here

Tell me that I'm dumb,
I love to get numb
I know that I'm young,
But I'm still right here

I don't give a fuck,
I love who I love
And girl, you're that one,
So I'll wait right here
(x2)

Right Here

Skipping over beats like stone,
Getting toward a place called home

I'm waiting more, 
I'm waiting more,
I'm waiting for

I've been waiting, for a while,
For things I can't explain

I've been waiting for a lot, 
It seems that I'm done,
Waiting for the love of God

Waiting on a come down,
We gon' fly away,
Waiting for the right town,
We gon' die today

We gon' die today,
I've been waiting my mother,
To come back in and stay

Waiting on a come down,
We gon' fly away
Waiting for the right town,
We gon' die today

We gon' die today,
We gon' die today

I'll be right here,
When you step out the car,
I see you from afar,
But I know who you are

I know exactly who you are,
What you're lookin' for,
I know exactly where it starts,
I'm not lookin' forward to the end

Because we're not gonna last,
Because we took it too fast,
And that's a good way to crash and burn

What I learned,
I don't like takin' my turn,
If she mine,
She gon' be mine until we ash in an urn

Let me burn, let me swerve,
Let me pull up on the curb
Now I'm lookin' so absurd, 
But I’m all that they heard

At the party, pull a 'Rari up,
And I exit the scene
Light a hundred fuckin' dutches,
And then I follow my dreams

Girl, you're fuckin' with Lil Peep, 
I’m the king of the teens
I just dropped a couple singles,
and took over the scene

Got the internet buzzin', 
20 thousand a week
Now I practice gettin' pussy, 
practice all that I preach

Peep

Dreams

Someone hesitates,
While waiting on a sign that they could get a break
While braiding on the lines of sin and big mistake,
A density that's poison for the temples

Break

Meet me on the track,
We can settle this all right here
Making sure you're packed,
Make sure you're packed

One, two, three, four,
I declare a drug war
Ridin' on a dayhorse,
Fuckin' on her window porch

She comin' back from Oklahoma,
I give her back, she makes it home hurt

Meet me on the track,
We can settle this all right here
Making sure you're packed,
Make sure you're packed

Can't you see that I'm bad?
Are you really attached?
We gon' put it to the test,
When you hear that I passed

Would you weep for my brother?
Would you weep for my dad?
Would you weep for anyone,
Who thought that I could be had?

Don't you worry 'bout it baby,
I'll be up with the sad
Playing Call of Duty,
Banging all these bitches in Cracked

I'll be thinkin' bout' you baby,
I'll be thinking and sad
I'll be waiting for the day to come,
When I come back

Meet me on the track,
We can settle this all right here
Making sure you're packed,
Make sure you're packed

(Packed)

Dreams

Bat Richards

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