[Intro]
Another one

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm on the stairway to heaven
I clock out at eleven
I don't know
Why was six afraid of seven?
'Cause seven eight nine
Hah, I keep a Glock nine
To keep the time, ooh
I don't know how to rhyme
I keep it all in the back of my mind
And act like I'm fine
But really I'm not
This some sad shit I guess
But it's also some kind of hype
I don't know- I guess I picked it up when it was ripe
I don't know, cock the gun back and take a snipe
I guess I'll never see the light
All I did was fight
[?] when I love
I guess I've had enough
[?] at the end of the night
I clock out at eleven
But I'll never make it past twelve
Because that is the day I died
Yeah, that's the day I died
All my friends said they were down to ride
But they left my side
And they all came back to me when they needed to confide
And I told them goodbye
What kind of fucked up shit is that?
I don't know, it's kinda wack
I don't know, I should've forgiven them and let them come back
Or should I?
This is taking a mental toll on me
I'm still mentally unstable
And I don't know all [?]
It's all repeating
Memories from the past are coming back
And it's starting to fade to b-
Hah, it's all starting to fade black now
I don't know, fuck