Paroles
Bury me near highways, uh uh, so no one can hear my screams
Stare at the TV screen, Lucy be twisting scenes, hiding the cuts on my wrist with my sleeves in hopes that no one can see me bleed
Stomping my feet through these warzone but Lord knows it’s normal for me
Drugs in my system, gold on my teeth
Hoping that fucking this hoe and the gold will make me feel like something I wanna be
This rope holds my throat, it gets harder to breathe
And my soul will descend down to the hopeless infernos where brimstone be burning me, it has occurred to me, heaven, no I won’t see
If God really loved me why put me through trauma
I’m loading the llama and ready to squeeze
Imma product of father and how I was brought up
My sister assaulted me sexually
I replay them scenes in the back of my noggin
They talking, I’m thinking bout popping and dropping
The only time I ever feel is when cutting
My mom reassures me but I feel like im nothing
I’m destined to die by my own reflection
I’m losing my leverage and questioning heavenly presence
Why sissy got to do that to me
And T know I love you but thoughts in my noggin are telling me to put you down in a coffin
I get that hurt people hurt people and you were hurt people
And for that I forgive you and I won’t return the same evil
Written by: Seth Jenkins