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the door
Feast on decaying meat
The engines passing by
Dead eyes will not care
To help me live or die
All they do is stare
It feels like every room is

homie just listen
It's the next Monday, I'm back with my homies
We take out the bottles and we see the shawties
Keep eye on one girl and I'm using my

the defense
But can you keep me in your heart though?
Can you keep me up to speed?
Yeah, what's the motto?
Big talk
I roll off that bottle
Sip a fifth
I'm

shit
But I'd love to see you try
Wait a minute, bottle it up, I'm not the guy
To think of other girls when I have love in my life
And I have love in my

I'm falling from the light
Far away from hoping I could ever make it right
This is on some throw away everything tonight
Break that bottle open no

HELL THEATER - THE DARK SHADOWS ROOM 

A dead and dangling arm
Of a woman in the bathtub
A scared and white face
Entirely under water

Erect her

they jus put me to sleep,only time i feel at peace, in my head

I jus left
Am i dead
Do they miss me?

Bottle turn red, right before
I say these memories

the road by your house
Didn't look, some things I do fine without
We don't belong but my heart is a child
And it screams and shouts

Up a head saw blue

I left all of my troubles in an old whiskey bottle
Somewhere between here and LA
Every sweet word you'd spoken swept in through the window
I cussed

you about a memory
When it's all said and done
I just hope you remember me
I'm trying to forget you but I could never the energy
Bury you with sin
They

sliding by myself, I really miss all of my niggas I swear the vibe just ain't the same
I drank the bottle till it's empty I took a ride down memory lane
I

love colder than my Sprite bottle always by my side
(Ahh) I done found out (Found out)
In PLANET EARTH-0-8, I fucked an evil Mamacita (Mamacita)
God I

underwear. I'll wear plastic shoes and watch plastic memories. I'll eat fish that have pieces of plastic in them.

I'll never use the same piece of plastic

and such a mess now
Having visions of him dead stretched out
I think I'm partly to blame for the path that he followed
I was promoting the wrong things

mentally
Moving wrong and death'll be ya penalty
Tell da snakes i'm stepping where the venom be
Got a bottle tryna kill da memory
I'm my own enemy
Still i

It's getting harder to breathe, left dead on the barren streets
They spread the fire like its charcoal with they bottles full of alcohol
Disobey the role

a bottle at least every week
I take hits off of the dead memories
I have to take six pills a day to breathe

We're here against all the odds
Stay here you're

for me, but you never cared
You weren't there
All the things you said got me feeling dead
Look what you did to me
You left me scarred so deep
And I hope

to live on
I know you think I live wrong
But its alright
I can stand in front in these apartments
And spit all night
Catching vibes wit the gang
Bottles for

Reminiscing of the times in my bed
Three bottles of wine, a powdery substance and a pain in my head
Maybe it's better if I'm dead
But the demons been fed
I put

fine, dear
Darkness covers her eyes
Secrets
Will he discover it

Roses, the smell of gasoline and voices crying for help
Fire, the memories turning into

an autumn breeze
Dances in a whirlwind of dead leaves and dry heaves
As I recall fumbling for car keys
In the dark getting hollered at by the bar keep

purchase
The city looking different since I left
Yea this feelin is the best
Time for sleep when you're dead
Which I
Prolly am having trouble with

Your words have left me broken
The sleepless nights and endless days drag on and on
Until I'm paralyzed and blinded by the lies you've told