YIN
Intro. (Suicide.)
[Verse]
Ahem
I think it’s time for me to move
And no, not to a new town
And no, not six feet down under a tombstone
With my homies' tears falling to the ground, and
No, not somewhere that you know
Y-you picked my heart up a-and you
You slammed it like a sumo
I was thinking
"No, fucking, way"
But I-I need to move
A-and maybe not to where I find comfort
And maybe not where you sleep under my covers, but
I need to go
I need a piece of somber solace
Where you can go away, and
Maybe I wasn't in college
'Cuz I’m sick of getting faded
Suck me dry like it’s my wallet
I’m thinking
"No, fucking, way"
I slit my wrists, but only bleed with disappointments, so
No scars on my arm
There’s only scars in my head
I flick a spliff on top of pavement
I keep missing my appointments
It’s important when your heart breaks
This Diesel what the car takes
This easel is my scarface
Now I’m thinking
"Leave, me, alone"
So I can move
I can do whatever I want
I can be who I wanna be
You can break me but I'll fall in pieces
'Oughta be the same as my psychology
So fuck you manipulating me for your commodity, and
I still remember days of us rolling games [?] outside the Dollar Tree
But I don’t need you
And I don’t need time
The only place I need to move
Is far away from my mind