Put the blade down
Belly of pills and bottles big amounts
Dont disperse now
If you in the ground then my brains blowing out
Im sorry you down
Dip from a frown not the fucking way out cus i know that the silence is loud
Ill keep cooking sounds if your soul sticks around love you

Frights bound
When its night
Out mares in
Mind now
Cry out
Without i
Round rather
Die trynna
Find out
Where we go im
Lucky that i found out
Shake her shouting
Made it out in
Baker acted gown
Cus dreamins when the trauma hits
Sumthing that a pill and bottle fix
Why you trynna see if god exists
Took your anger out on thighs and wrists