Transorbital Lobotomy
Trechor Boy
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One hit, two rips, three remain Rookie stats but my throat stings from propane Watch me hit that, it might be hell If this trip don't stop, I'll end myself I slow down to time travel to another place As each long breath gets more shallow, I can see my taste I slam the breaks Still ramping up the pace What a fucked mistake It's crawling up my face Theres no escape My jacket should be straight Bring out the gallows from the shadows One hit, two rips, three remain Rookie stats but my throat stings from propane Watch me hit that, it might be hell If this trip don't stop, I'll end myself Four weeks, five days, still in pain Healing slow from the shank put in my brain I point fingers Won't take this L The truth is I did this to myself
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