GUTSHOT
SHENHORDE
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Got them pills by the bottle On the floor by the throttle Crush em up I need that medication in by tomorrow All the sorrow I swallow My fucken soul is so hollow Black cloak on my body I feel as cold as gelato Feeling ill Still The fucken blood spills Pop until I can't Then Ill probably have to steal Bodies up on the paper No need for the drapes Keep the blade as my saviour To fucking find an escape Quick escape Grab the tape Closing off the scene Body full of fucken chemicals They asking how you been Feeling split Lil bitch I'd rather fucken quit Got no love fo a fake That be talking all that shit Smoked out Causing a drought Get the f*ck out Taking a different route F*ck the clout Putting a muzzle up on yo snout I just wanna be alone No help from the phone Stay at home Seeds are sown Working my way towards the throne Hoe
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: Joseph Fleetwood, Kaea Barbarich
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