Bad Vibes

Hope that you know that I hope that you die If I get into heaven I'll know it's a lie They are all copies there's no one but I Take all the bodies and throw 'em in fire No tragedy I'm not gonna miss 'em The scrabble pieces said All Of Them Witches I'm talking in schisms it's audio prisms In touch with the spirits I want them to visit I sent them to heaven hope father forgive 'em Snake DNA gotta heart full of venom Stay in my lane always walk with my chin up Play incantations to follow the sinner My eyes are two bulletproof windows The dynamite blow when I'm angry My thoughts are too full of black widows They crawl on my arms when I sleep Swallow a bottle of bleach Plead the fifth there's no one to blame Needle tips to cope with the pain Trees are lit I'm toking the flames Season Sicc since Locc to the brain Let's open the vein feel the rush when the dopamine come I know people with nowhere to run Like how can this be real? This is Amityville the walls wrote it in blood I got bad vibes If I were you I'd probably hate me too Black ice If I were you I'd probably hate me too Vampire If I were you I'd probably hate me too Flat line, that's life I told you I got bad vibes If I were you I'd probably hate me too Black ice If I were you I'd probably hate me too Vampire If I were you I'd probably hate me too Flat line, that's life I told you I got bad vibes I'm still tethered by my throat I tie broken ropes I hang with And disheveled by my stolen eyesight sober-stoned I'm aimless Identify my own life like comatose my brain stem I memorize my own white lies over bones I break with, yea... So kill me to sleep while you wake me to death with your lullaby hymns I could still carry the weight that I keep from the lead in my golden eye lids I could still reach in the dark in the wickedest depths like it's pulling my limbs Psilocybin skull inside that bullet diamond hole to die in I bled the venom out and never bled again I let the terror drown in epinephrine They're less than better now and better left for dead My wings are shredded down, I let the feathers shed I breathe the tepid clouds and effervescence in I keep my weapons out with bullets left for them cause heavy is the crown That wears the severed head and hallowed is the ground I bury devils in I got bad vibes If I were you I'd probably hate me too Black ice If I were you I'd probably hate me too Vampire If I were you I'd probably hate me too Flat line, that's life I told you I got bad vibes If I were you I'd probably hate me too Black ice If I were you I'd probably hate me too Vampire If I were you I'd probably hate me too Flat line, that's life I told you I got bad vibes