time gonna kill you
thinkin bout life imma stay in my bed
high when she feel you
are you living life or you better off dead
late night and she still here
im feeling best when you in my head
lie till it kills you
all i could feel is the pain of regret
eyes to the ceiling
hard to forget all the words you said
cry to the stars in the bleak of the night while the lights dance around my head 
fried in the building
mom wonderin why my eyes so red
this time itll kill you
this life itll kill you

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