Belle Mort

Cause I just need more time Run the clock, grant me another life woah Cause I just need more signs More things to tell me that I'm alive Put it in motion This lifestyle too hard, I get it get going I know that my style too hard, you take it then go away Just know that I got you when your conscience is choking Who the fuck you gon be when I'm not in the picture? And who the fuck you gon be when you're not on the liquor? Its like, fuck you I don't want another chance I got way too many options I might kill myself in France And I might, go rot in the hole that you sought for me You act tough but you're always so soft for me Please pretend like I'm asleep Your words are useless and your talk is cheap And please don't tell me what to think If you read my thoughts then I swear you'd weep You can be the master of your fate, you can be the captain of your soul But you have to realize that life is coming from you and not at you I'm not asking you to never give up, sometimes you gotta let go Just don't let anyone change who you are, kay?