[Intro]
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Reckless, cemetery deathwish
Sittin' at your grave with a blunt and a bottle to my chest, this
Chex Mix doesn’t taste the best, it's stale like the ale in my pail
And I'm paler than my ex bitch
Senseless, write it off my checklist
Checkerboard shorts and I’m sure that the shore is to the left, it's
Right there, nothing's evеr right there, mirrors give mе light scares
I'm my own worst nightmare, I'm my own worst nightmare

[Verse 1]
Don't fall in love, that shit's a trap door
Ain't no comin’ back, we out the back door
The loud pack will make me rap more
And what the fuck you doing that for?
Maybe ’cause I wanna
Maybe 'cause I dip and break the only marijuana
Maybe ’cause my innocence is riddled as I'm twisting up my sight
Never care about yourself, just put your feelings to the side
Sixty bucks will get you stoned, twenty five will get you drunk
It's so easy to escape the pain when funds ain't lookin’ rough
Hennessy inside my cup, pour another, make it tough
Take the bottle, I'ma swallow every drop, it ain't enough
Now
[Chorus]
Reckless, cemetery deathwish
Sittin' at your grave with a blunt and a bottle to my chest, this
Chex Mix doesn't taste the best, it's stale like the ale in my pail
And I'm paler than my ex bitch
Senseless, write it off my checklist
Checkerboard shorts and I'm sure that the shore is to the left, it's
Right there, nothing's ever right there, mirrors give me light scares
I'm my own worst nightmare, I'm my own worst nightmare

[Verse 2]
Yeah, formulate the rest
Sittin' in your room all day will leave you so depressed
Drug abuse ain't funny when your heart ain't worth the best
And the girl you love will make you wait, your patience is a test
Fuck feelin' like a goner, best believe your head and wander
Wander street to street, back on your feet to make the heart grow fonder
Of the little bits of happiness that float inside your brain
Seasonal depression but the season's all the same

[Chorus]
Reckless, cemetery deathwish
Sittin' at your grave with a blunt and a, to my chest, this
Chex Mix doesn't taste the best, it's stale like the ale in my pail
And I'm paler than my ex bitch
Senseless, write it off my checklist
Checkerboard shorts and I'm sure that the shore is to the left, it's
Right there, nothing's ever right there, mirrors give me light scares
I'm my own worst nightmare, I'm my own worst