cover and prod. by @astralxz 

STUCK IN THE END ONCE AGAIN
BLESSED BY THE SINS AND I CAN'T SAY NO MORE
DEMONS THEY LURKIN WITH SHOVELS
THEY CHIRPIN THEY WONDER
IM SMIRKIN IN YOUR FUCKIN YARD

SON OF THE STARS
BUT I FEEL NO REGARD 
LOOK AT ME CRAZY
I SAY WHAT I WANT
TRUST IN THE TERROR
I WON'T LEAVE NO ERROR
NO TRACE OR DECLARE-R
I JUST WANT YOU GONE

STILL I MISS IT, 
HYROGLIPHICS ON MY WALL
PAINTIN ALL THESE PICTURES
KEEPIN BITCHES OFF THE WALL

I WANNA DIE 
I WANNA BALL
I WANNA CRY
I WANNA FALL

DESTINED FOR THE GRAVE
WHAT CAN I SAY
IM A JUNKIE
IM INSANE

PLEASE FUCKIN LEAVE ME ALONE
CRY ON THE PHONE FOR AN HOUR OR SO
LETTERS THEY'RE WRITTEN
EXTENTIAL EXCISSION
DERANGED BY A MANIC DESCISSION
IM HAUNTED WITH ILLNESS
I CONJUR THE SICKNESS
DERANGED LUNATIC BUT I WISHED IT

MORE COKE IN MY SYSTEM YOU MISSED IT
DESPISE HOW YOU DID IT
LYIN AND SHIT ON A MISSION
FOR NOTHING BUT SICKNESS

I DIDN'T , UNDERSTAND
WHATS THE PLAN 
WHERE'D WE LAND

FEEL THE BETRAYAL
BUT FUCK IF YOU SAY SO
SADISTIC AND RAGEFUL
I FEEL FUCKIN HATEFUL 
LIDBEDLURK OR KRATOS
MORE DOPE IN MY SYSTEM
SHIT CAN'T FEEL HALO

DUCKIN ONCE MORE
CRY ON THE FLOOR
BUCKIN FOR MORE
KEEPIN ME WANTIN IT, 
DEATHS AT YOUR DOOR
 
FUCK 
I CAN'T EVEN REASON
HORROR    
STILL STAY MY SEASON

THE REASON AINT NOTHIN COMPARED TO THE DEATH AND DESPAIR
WITH A FULL METAL HEATHE N
I SWEAR MAN I SWEAR 
 
LOOKIN AROUND, I CAN'T TELL WHAT I SEE
MIDDLE OF DAY, STILL PHASING IT SEEMS
CAN'T HOLD REMORSE
OF COURSE IM THE GHOST
INSIDIOUS HOST,   
DEVIL UNDERNEATH THE CLOAK



PERSPECTIVE IS A PARADISE

SUICIDE SEASON II (W/ ASTRAL)

baby you know what’s the vibe
we in this bitch getting lit to the sky
riding round no time to talk less it’s dollar signs
i been on my way one day it’s whatever you like
you up in my brain baby it’s just you and i
shorty come my way i’ma change your fucking life
gambling the game of life girl i’m shooting dice
you know how to talk nice i’ll stretch you past a mile
bitch i’m popping bottles like a roxy
hoe can’t stop me ‘less you kamikaze
can’t block me, they watching paparazzi 
girl you know i’m toxic for your loving
your loving
if you’re the one don’t forget it 
cause i’m that muhfucka gotta keep em guessing
got a long list of haters up in my mentions
and the devil on my shoulder don’t get the message
cause i’m gunning out like fucka straight out texas
needa run it up been counting all them fucking blessings
and if i’m your angel girl you my heaven
cause your love’s the real leverage
real leverage
real leverage real leverage real leverage 
yeah 
222
i let you inside 
you gut me out
cut me down
turned around
i just try to remember 
it is what it is
can’t hurt me no more
god got me a lyft 
right into a new life
new dream
new vision
old habits
still miss em
good riddance
i kicked it
i’ll still admit it
i been trippin’ smokin za
downing alcohol for who?
i ain’t got shit goin’ on
life tries tearing me right up 
i take those fucks and tear em up
said damn
i don’t wanna hole up in myself
lookin deep into her eyes until the pain is numb 
and back she’s looking for answers i can’t cough up
i’m runnin’ from the trust it’s a fear that holds my gut
said damn
i don’t really give a fuck
so fuck this song
and fuck all that i’ve done
said fuck a disguise
i’m tearing it off
look deep in my eyes see my life was never mine but it’s fine
i’ma keep it pushing with my baby we fine

LEVERAGE

Syrup in the chalice, lean look like rot,
Pentagram circled, why I cannot stop 
Demons playing oujia spelling words that I forgot 
Levitate off my feet, satan has a plot 

Edible make me delay 
I just like floating away 
Text from her left it on Grey
Eyes red, what is today?
Late night ride, no light
Voice in my head wanna fight
I don’t wanna vent, I cave in,
Heat in my chest like Cajun.
Thc sipping
Acid tripping 
Double dipping 
Tabs hit fast Amazon shipping 
Black Sentra whipping 
Middle finger flip in the air
Leave em in stitches I have no care 
Living and missing when I’m in my stare 
Zip the bag and I smoke my share 
Another 3 5 so high there’s no repair like where the fuck the solutions at
Matte black Glock and my cat on my lap 
Fake bitch flock I just had to push em back
Ocean why the fuck you walking like that
Ocean why the fuck you talking like that 
Can’t help it I’m so faded from the gas 
Smoke too much now I’m flat on my back 
weed is loud, silent when I lash 
Mind upside down like a fucking bat 
Blunt in the air like a toast 
Smoke it all away like hope
I don’t wanna see your ghost 
I don’t wanna drive to the coast 
Blunt in the air like a toast 
Smoke it all away like hope
I don’t wanna see your ghost 
I don’t wanna drive to the coast 

Syrup in the chalice, lean look like rot,
Pentagram circled, why I cannot stop 
Demons playing oujia spelling words that I forgot 
Levitate off my feet, satan has a plot 

Produced by oceanash

SUICIDE SEASON II (W/ ASTRAL)

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