Grand Theft Auto
$Carecrow
2:47Smoking marijuana with the blade right up my neck Till the day I die Cigarette lit Mental suicide Smoking marijuana with the blade right up my neck Till the day I die Cigarette lit Mental suicide Can't feel a thing I hate myself Just throw me in the dirt Thinking bout my death as I wake up and bite the curb Lonely at the bottom maybe I was born a slave Running through the cemetery Pray for rainy days Bitch I'm laying flat on the sidewalk Creeping round the block till I dead drop Thinking bout death Thinking bout next Holding my breath Nevertheless Feeling depressed Hole in my chest Smoking marijuana with the blade right up my neck Till the day I die Cigarette lit Mental suicide Smoking marijuana with the blade right up my neck Till the day I die Cigarette lit Mental suicide Lay me in a bed, made of tulip flowers Bitches round me dead, nothing really matters Can you feel my dread, aye Hopefully I might just hit the blunt and then relax Sit back in my chair and grab a drink that's all I ask Living underground in this world you never seen Stuck inside a loop where I'm dying in my dreams Feeling fucking lonely empty streets another day Thankfully I'm jumping off a bridge and fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away Fade away, fade away