poison (forget u)

(lately have these prblms with myself
id give anything to switch with sum1else
bleedin from my wrist hangin from a belt
couldnt give a fck gave up on my health) 

i dont let em see me
sure as hell dont wanna be me
lately feelin stuck
been so down on my luck
get so sick of life and how it treat me
lately have these problems with myself 
id give anything to switch with sum1else
bleedin from my wrist 
hangin from a belt
couldn’t give a fuck
gave up on my health
gave up on it all i dont wanna talk
sit inside alone feel my body rot
losin track of time always broken clocks
devil at the door i hear a wicked knock

thinkin should i let him in 
different vices take control 
i let my mind divert to sin
PHYSICAL MY PRESENCE
BUT YOU FEEL IT DEEP WITHIN
SOLID STATE OF TRAGEDY
BURN WORDS INTO MY SKIN
no its not easy when ive done it all 
stupid little gestures never help 
no they wont help me talk
pills inside a cup to help me feel like i could wash it off
its harder getting sober stuck inside these bedroom walls

sum1else (tiresss, bayergartner)

всі забудуть нас

you're no good for him and you know that shit.wav (luminaria x wtfshryne)

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rayman

fuck me suck me off yeah it felt good
i been reppin all my homies up in deadwood 
brawlhalla feel like rayman 
cookin in the pot im makin goods your girl she a fan 

why the fuck you talk to me i got no interest (bye bye)
i eat up all these beats thanksgiving (ima fat guy)
do not fuck with me i am war ready 
this gives me vibes sewerperson autopsy 

breakin down my bones
just for your minerals 
if you want my dna yeah you know i could just fuck you 
yeah spend me round spend me round spend round 
please proceed with caution 
rappin is my offense

spend me round spend me round all these dreams that i got 
i can’t take breaks until im old and saggy i wont stop 
im the youngest of like 4 but im always at the top 

ima misfiit
fuck a gun to my head i want my wrists slit
blur my vision with bacardi how’d i get here
got snakes in the grass where’s my john deere

feel like marsmal your an angel with no angel iii
your a self deprecating little bitch right 
get off your ass and maybe go outside 
never say it to my face you pussies always type 

yeah i’m sad and depressed
1 am vibes got a war in my head
run run run from my problems im the best at
throw me a feature say it’s my style i’ll play catch

brawlhalla (diedinoctober)

confused

without a doubt

. im stuck in this fucking acoustic/emo rap/slight hyperpop phase and i can't get out .

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