zeija
threw up in the club
Oh, don't talk to me
I just wanna die I don't even know how
Oh, please don't let me go
Threw up in the club now I'm waiting in the snow
Pop a couple mollies, now I'm so numb
Slitting on my wrist I feel so fucking dumb
Oh, watch it pour down my wrist
Ask me how I feel, yeah I feel like shit
Feel like shit
All I wanna do is quit
I got something on my list
Watch me slit my wrist
Fucked up in the back of the trunk
She said she love me I don't even give a fuck
Oh, I don't even give a fuck
I just want to be on a lot of fucking drugs