All that I smell is her. It’s starting to piss me off. I’m going to keep disappointing so I can die with something to live for

And it’s not about her or the drugs or the head this all came from. It’s about it all. Please don’t make me choose

I got something to say as we fade away
I still see you everywhere
I got something to prove, how about you?
It’s true; I’m better without you

Aluminum foil in my pocket and purple bile in my sink. I hate that it’s filling me up yet again and again and again and again and again
You better fuck me good
You better get me off
You gotta keep me hеre
It’s all on you

I got something to say as we fadе away
I still see you everywhere
I got something to prove, how about you?
It’s true; I’m better without you

It fills me up yet again and again…

I got something to say as we fade away
I still see you everywhere
I got something to prove, how about you?
It’s true; I’m better without you