I would love to beat the face
Of any mother fucker that's thinkin'
They can change me
White knuckles grip
Pushing through for the gold
If you're wantin' a piece of me
I broke the mother fuckin' mold
I'm drowning in your wake
Shit rubbed in my face
Teething on concrete
Gums bleeding
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
I struggle in violated space
Sell out motherfuckers in the biz
That try to fuck me
Hang from their T's rated PG insight
I ain't sellin' my soul
When there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space
Pissing in my face
Fuck you while you try
To fuck me
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't fuckin' changing me
Let me help you
Tie the rope around your neck
Let me help to talk you
the wrong way off the ledge
Let me help you
Hold the glock against your head
Let me help you
Tie the rope around your neck
Let me help to talk you
The wrong way off the ledge
Let me help you
Hold the glock up to your head
Let me help to chain
The weights onto your legs
Get on the plank fuck
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
Wish you were committing suicide
Suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man dangling from a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bob away
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