prod me

lyric:

ash on the jeans 
and there’s blood 
on the sheets 
I died in my sleep 

try to make it subtle 
-
another puddle
this- this house
was turned to rubble

drift off 
just like I want
I think that 
I’m almost gone 

(no heart
for the most part)

I think that
(girl this won’t hurt)
I’m almost gone
(at least so far)

isn’t that what you want
(no heart
for the most part)
a little shot for the pain 
(girl this won’t hurt)
a little
(at least so far)
smoke in my lungs
(yuhh)
ya

ash on the jeans 
and there’s blood 
on the sheets 
I died in my sleep 

try to make it subtle 
(another storm)
another puddle
this- this house
was turned to rubble

sleep.

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