Tacos / Wrong With Me

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Orange bottle, bubble bath, soaking in some sorrow
Fill me with a dream, where I can see a good tomorrow
Money trees, sexy bad bitches and bomb tacos
Orange bottle, bubble bath, soaking in some sorrow
Fill me with a dream, where I can see a good tomorrow
Money trees, sexy bad bitches and bomb tacos
Uh,... My aura oozes L's
Ventured to stronger Ale's
Drinking can tip the scales
My mood and world as well
Sometimes I think about my life
And want to load some shells
Inside a pot for pasta, Alfredo a noddle doctor
Live in my pain body
I am he who remains, able to Kane probably
I've conquered the sane inside me
51-50 straight jacket me
Ten years old they was jacking me
Now At 30 they jacking me, off my dick please
Ripley's... believe it or not
I can't imagine not breathing, comfy inside of a box
6ft under a fox hole, with worms and maggots' I rot
What was being fantastic 4, if I can't flame on the spot
Torch!
It's always suicide watch when I'm bored
But I got a greater chance of dying from a knife and a fork
Though I see struggle and peace from a rope or a cord
I rather go out with a full tummy of tortillas and pork
Orange bottle, bubble bath, soaking in some sorrow
Fill me with a dream, where I can see a good tomorrow
Money trees, sexy bad bitches and bomb tacos
Orange bottle, bubble bath, soaking in some sorrow
Fill me with a dream, where I can see a good tomorrow
Money trees, sexy bad bitches and bomb tacos
I'm not who I used to be
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
At night I don't feel a thing
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
There's something wrong with me
Is it sad that I look forward to eternal rest
The day I won't need a substance to block out any stress
Pessimistic mentality
So my life's a nesting ground
Full of curses, need help urgent
Junk food on the surface to fill gaps of unhappiness
It only last a moment, I need more cause I'm lacking shit
I try and tell my self, shake back Jnuff, your dragging it
Depression on my shoulders weigh me down
I can drown in it
I got people all around me
No one knows me for real
Listen to me fuss and vent
But they don't care how I feel
I look back into my life
Like an old movie reel
And I identify the things that fucked me up As a kid
All I needed was attention
When I sat in detention
All I needed was affection
But instead got friction
I needed my pops around
But for months he went missing
Instead of shutting me up
I needed someone to listen
I'm in the kitchen with the heat
I'm not who I used to be
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
At night I don't feel a thing
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Nothing excites me anymore, except the final phase
I live day to day and yesterday's always a haze
Dissociation got me questioning my ways
Numb to every act of love that I used to crave
It's strange, I once wrote a suicide letter
I kept it tuck away In case I needed it for good measure
But now I'm tethered
With my kids who need they father forever
And Yet the ending being so close
Makes me feel better
Life is pressure
I've eaten when sad
Hoping for heart attacks or deadly strokes
Look at my weight, I know I'm close
I really question If anyone would miss me
When I croak, Holt...
Calm down this was just a sick joke, tuh
But on the real tacos do sound flames
With a burrito, and some Cheetos
Alcohol to the brain
And if I choke on my Asada
Well then f*ck it, I'm game
I think subconsciously
Flirting with death was always the aim
I'm not who I used to be
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
At night I don't feel a thing
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me

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