[Chorus]
In the ride, in the night
Suicide, speak up if you think you right
In the night, knife fly into her head
Lately I been feeling dead
Cut my wrists but take a hit
Won’t take the risk of drowning bliss

[Post-Chorus]
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental, ay
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental
Goin hard and blowin smoke
Don’t start to think we getting close
I won’t open up to nobody except these fuckin ghosts

[Verse 1]
Cut my wrists, blood stained into the sheets
Peep the loss, lost, lost my mind thinking bout if i should make you leave
Hard call, on the phonе for 2 hours
And I’m questioning this love shit being ours
Now I’m sеnding you that text that says that it is your decision
I hope you know exactly what it isnt
I can't even wake up without feeling guilty
Had a feeling I wasn’t good but I still risked it and

[Chorus]
In the ride, in the night
Suicide, speak up if you think you right
In the night, knife fly into her head
Lately I been feeling dead
Cut my wrists but take a hit
Won’t take the risk of drowning bliss
[Post-Chorus]
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental, ay
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental
Goin hard and blowin smoke
Don’t start to think we getting close
I won’t open up to nobody except these fuckin ghosts

[Verse 2]
In the ride, in the ride
Pussy on my mind
Pretty privilege pushing problems right into my life
White light, red light
Why can’t I be alone at night
Somethings wrong, nothings right
Live so long, days start to feel to nice

[Verse 3]
In this room, i feel so many emotions
These opportunities are closin’
Burn inside, I hate that I know this
Why don’t you notice, that I’m not living inside of the moment, I’m easily passing my health off as shit, and know it, and ever since then I have wanted to end my life every moment

[Chorus]
In the ride, in the night
Suicide, speak up if you think you right
In the night, knife fly into her head
Lately I been feeling dead
Cut my wrists but take a hit
Won’t take the risk of drowning bliss
[Post-Chorus]
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental, ay
Spoke to the devil, got this relapse on my mental
Goin hard and blowin smoke
Don’t start to think we getting close
I won’t open up to nobody except these fuckin ghosts