Diemonds

What I hate most in this life is a long night

Four walls and no calls and no lights but the moonlight

Creepin' through the blinds, ceilin' fan on high spinnin'

I'm beginnin' to believe that tonight is the night

Dead by dawn, I'll shred my palms to the end of my arm

I'm spread and gone, embalmed

Put me in the dirt where I belong

Existence is overrated anyway

50 years later they wont' remember you're dead

6 billion people livin' as civilians and I hated them all

I shoulda been a vermillion reptilian livin' in a swamp

At least I'd have scales to protect me from the pain

Enter the void with my wrist shackled up

Codeine and water that fill up my cup

Visuals glisten when I get fucked up

Rehab for quitters and I don't give up

Cockin' the nine if you wanna act tough

This all by design, I don't have any luck

When it comes to the dollars, don't make me get buck

Hollow tip showers when I go and bust

Tell me the reason you wanna be us

I'll tell you good riddance and then get the fuck

Used to fuck bitches in back of the bus

Nothin' has changed, bitch, I'm still bustin' nuts

Always complainin' 'bout bitches in love

When I don't feel nothin', no, not even lust

Triple six demons, in Satan we trust

Killin' these motherfuckers is a must