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Better hold your Breath Don't say a prayer for me Leave me to rest Sip half an OE then fill it with OJ and drink up the rest I am alone I want a place to call home Aye You're not alone I weep a lot more than I like to show Sick of giving a fuck about the number of times somebody click a bunch of words in blue on top of a line I never wanted to be a slave to vanity but now look at me ima piece of daddy I never wanted to be and I'm Tryna find my way to the top of a mountain But I cannot escape here alive Maybe I'ma die all alone in the fountain You cut me and left me to die Black Mage Tat on my Face Black balaclava it cover my face Burn Sage All in this place Cleansin' and washin' away all the hate John Dee Reincarnated I'm Aleister Crowely on his worst of days Stay away I don't worship Satan I'm just saying that we get along When I was a lil jit I used to think that I was never gna ever be shit Now I'm grown And I still don't know which way I'm goin Life's a bitch When I am gone Summon my soul Tie me to the floor Don't let me go Do what you want I'm one with my ghost Fuck I don't got a thing that I wouldn't leave to be six feet deep Find me a top of a mountain and let me just conjure up something to help me (Breathe)
Writer(s): Eric Whitney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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