die

I been stumbling my way through life

Holding onto things that I know will die

Say she wanna fuck, but I can't think, let alone even try

Knife creeping on your flesh, baby, tell me if you even really feel alive

Drank too much, text you, bitch, I'm boutta slide

Blood is pouring out, steel exposing your insides

Walking 'round neurotic, always think I'm gonna die

Beartrap on my head, got me ripping out my eyes

Soldered wounds shut, bitch, I'll make sure I survive

Cold case, cut throat, locked up in the basement

Lungs filled with asbestos

I messed up, blade deep in your body, feel your breath choke

Spirits in these walls when you're here, know they won't come around

Trauma flooding back, used to being told don't make a sound

Face down on the ground with my hands up

Watch your final breath through the screen of my camera

Left to die, you know you'll never find your way back home

Buried underneath years of snow, bones are growing cold

Know we die alone

But I still need something with you, got something to prove

I been stumbling my way through life

Holding onto things that I know will die

Say she wanna fuck, but I can't think, let alone even try

Knife creeping on your flesh, baby, tell me if you even really feel alive

Drank too much, text you, bitch, I'm boutta slide

Blood is pouring out, steel exposing your insides

Walking 'round neurotic, always think I'm gonna die

Beartrap on my head, got me ripping out my eyes

Soldered wounds shut, bitch, I'll make sure I survive

Cold case, cut throat, locked up in the basement

Lungs filled with asbestos

I messed up, blade deep in your body, feel your breath choke