Hook:
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Verse 1:
I've been trynna chill
But bitch I might kill
Leave ya face lookin still
I've been trynna feel
I could never heal
Now I wanna hear em squeal 
Time to steal they soul
I find myself back in this hole
All these visions have taken they toll
Now I gotta fuckin know
How the fuck I'm gonna grow
When I've been so low
I've always been so cold
I could never fold
When it was drugs I sold
Had to get it fast
Knowin it won't last
Can't leave shit in the past
That lead to my demise
That mothafucka I'll always despise
Watch one day there'll be a surprise

PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
PUT EM IN A BODY BAG
BURY EM OUT BACK
BURY EM OUT BACK
BURY EM OUT BACK

x2(Hook):
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Hook:
Comin up out the sticks
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip
Comin up out the sticks 
Gotta get a grip
As the clock ticks
Pistol whip they lip

Verse 2:
I see reality in a different way
I hear things in the wall say
Prayers every single day
Got the old god's in my brain
Got the mark of cane
I'll never be the same
Ancient knowledge in my head
I don't understand what is said
Might as well end up dead
Spirits make their way in my dream
Showin me their face with a scream
There's always this theme
I just wish they would leave
This is the season to grieve

COMIN UP OUT THA STICKS (PROD. BY dime)

A FEELING I CAN'T EXPLAIN

THE HEAD THAT GOD GAVE

I HAVE NO WORDS LEFT BUT I MADE YOU THIS


Red sorrow fills my bones
All I can do is make a tone
Resonate and hope to make me whole
I'm no gambler but I took my roll
It took its toll
I'm in search for that spark
The kind that helps the coal
Going for a while, life's left a mark
Life's left a mark

Can I stay here 
As you tell me that again 
Sweet nothings amend 
Nothing will go wrong
It'll end with a song
Can I stay here
As you tell me that again 
Sweet nothings amend
Nothing will go wrong
It'll end with a song

Is this the last line
I will draw
Am I fake for being fine
I just want to call
Will you be that friend 
Give me a smile to send
Give me a reason to lend
Apart of me to you
Apart of me to you

Can I stay here 
As you tell me that again 
Sweet nothings amend 
Nothing will go wrong
It'll end with a song
Can I stay here
As you tell me that again 
Sweet nothings amend
Nothing will go wrong
It'll end with a song


TELL ME THAT AGAIN (PROD. BY $KETCHYFACE)

Fresh death calls upon my breath
Don't speak as they hear a freak
Fresh mess pulls nothing less
Don't tweak and ignore the weak
See me as I want to see you
Touch me as I want to touch you
Just like steel to skin
See me as I want to see you
Touch me as I want to touch you

Do you want to wear each other?
I want you to come close and smother
Have you got a clue cause I do
Do you want to wear each other?
I want you to come close and smother

Fresh death calls upon my breath
Don't speak as they hear a freak
Fresh mess pulls nothing less
Don't tweak and ignore the weak
See me as I want to see you
Touch me as I want to touch you
Just like steel to skin
See me as I want to see you
Touch me as I want to touch you

$KETCHYFACE

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