Every night lying in bed feeling like crap
Tying to think about them times when things weren’t bad
When things weren’t bad
Wake up spend all day inside and fall asleep
Whole time I’m sad
I know I’m a prick sometimes
Sometimes
And I get you mad
Always get you mad these days

Now I’m scribbling love notes in my note book
[ Or maybe it’s a suicide letter ]
( x2 )

Yeah I know I’m a dick
Yeah I know I’m a dick
Yeah I know I’m a prick
Yeah I know I get you mad

Every night lying in bed feeling like crap
Tying to think about them times when things weren’t bad
Wake up spend all day inside and fall asleep
Whole time I’m sad
I know I’m a prick sometimes
Sometimes
And I get you mad

All I do all day is wake up get high pass out
Whole time I’m awake I’m sad
I just wanna cry
I’m just a piece of shit
Making everyone mad

Get high pass out ( x3 )

Seems like what I do best is lie
To me
That’s why I’m finna stay high
Stay free

[ I just wanna cry ]

All I do Is lie to me
That’s why I gotta stay high
To be tay free

Get high pass out
I just wanna cry
I’m just a piece of shit
Get high pass out
I just wanna cry ( x 3 )
Get high pass out
I just wanna cry
Get high pass out
Get high pass out

finna stay high (prod. born hero)

welp back to rehab for me


Six hundred sixty six ( x4 )

[ Give me my hit ]
[ Give me my kick ]

Every junkies gotta get their fix
Six hundred sixty six
[ Six hundred sixty six ]
Let me get my fix
[ Let me get my fix ]

Six hundred sixty six
[ Let me get my fix ]
Let me get my fix
[ I’m just feeling sick ]

Six hundred sixty six
[ Six hundred sixty six ]
Let me get my fix

Gimme my hit
[ Let me get my fix ]
Gimme my fix
Lemme get my fix right now 
[ Let me get my fix ]

Six hundred sixty six
[ I’m just feeling sick ]
[ Six hundred sixty six ]

[ Give me my hit ]
[ Give me my kick ]
[ Six hundred sixty six ]
[ Let me get my fix ]
[ Let me get my fix ]
[ I’m just feeling sick ]
[ Six hundred sixty six ]


Got four hundred forty four milligrams of Oxycodone
Got two hundred twenty two milligrams Alprazolam

Yeah got four hundred forty four milligrams of this warm blanket Oxycodone
Dose a couple those then I’m dozing
Running thru my veins like a trojan
Already too late missed the moment

FUCK THAT SHIT POTENT

Yeah yeah got two hundred twenty two milligrams
of my death trap Alprazolam
Keep some on me all the time like damn
Cos it seems like all I do is break down

Keep popping those pills just so I can 
come to terms with the nothing I found
Got these thoughts constantly on my mind
No relief
Got these Oxycodone pills that I find on my mirror
Extended release
Now I’m crushing the pieces

Said got these thoughts constantly on my mind
No relief
Got these Oxycodone pills that I find on my mirror
Extended release
Now I’m crushing the peace

Six hundred sixty six
Every junkies gotta get their fix
Grim reaper been stalking me
I keep running
Don’t wanna
Don’t wanna OD
I just gotta be numb
Don’t even know what I’m running from

Six hundred sixty six
Every junkies gotta get their fix
Grim reapers been stalking me
I’m always on the run geeking on bare drugs
Maybe I don’t
Maybe I do wanna OD
End all this shit finally be free

Repressing all of these feels
By popping more pain pills
So many every day that I stopped bothering to count
Let’s go drain my bank accounts

Repressing all of these feels

Repressing all of these feels
By popping more pain pills
So many every day that I stopped bothering to count
Let’s go drain my bank accounts

Six hundred sixty six
Let me get my fix

Could take it all at once
In some lovely mix
Brewing up some death potion
I’m a warlock make it bloody potent

Six hundred sixty six
Let me get my fix

666 (prod. the outset & dusk nightingale)

old amateur shit from when i was first learning how to make music

no hope just dope (prod. Skel)

liability (prod. Rodger)

I LEFT YOU BEHIND AND RAN AWAY (prod. born hero)

Been rehabilitated twice
Trust man's not gonna lie
I ain't gonna make it thrice
Cos if I relapse again
Man's body gonna be on ice
Been too many times that I've rolled the dice
Getting high and taking flight
But the pains gone on too long so I might
Be a corpse laid on that ice
Free from this world might be paradise
Six feet deep all my fam saying goodbye
While my girl sits there and cries
Everyone asking why

Don't even know why I'd wanna die
When I get lost in your perfect pure eyes
I keep trying and crying and never reply without a lie
every time I get high I just deny

Try to rely on my girl and my fam 
I knows they trying to save my life
Why do I never comply
Just wanna get high and fly in the sky
Instead I lie in my bed and cry
Why do I always need a supply
Seems it's the only thing that I buy
All my dread and demons always close by
All my doubts and fear magnify
Can't stand it when my feels start to amplify intensify multiply
That's why I wanna fly away like a butterfly
Keep myself preoccupied by getting high