Yeah, I was the wave, but now I feel the tide pulling back
Ocean flat
Often I lay, [?]
My liver really starting to slack
And like I feel myself decaying from the cigarette packs
I never thought I'd see the 'tussin, I was livin' in the back
I'm blacked out, spare my heart torn in half
Now, I've got everything I ever wanted
But now I don't want it
It feels like I'm haunted, it feels like I'm cursed
Hopefully soon I will turn into dirt
A material world with a virtual nerve
I see what it's worth throw me out on the curb
Leaving me up on the street of New Orleans
Y'all swervin [?]
Roll me up a blunt (aye)
I need to get lost (aye)
All y'all talk about sauce, I'm wipin'
Frozen cuts with frost, I'm slicin'
Dope and guts and tossin' frauds up to the side
Half of $uicide
A couple million, now we're ready to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ die

Two cuts in a bad ♥♥♥♥♥
Then I pop me a Xanax quick
Call Shake when I need that fix
Call Nick when I need that itch
Call crack to the pop, amphetamine
Max Beck in the back, past seventeen
Yo, I'm Kurt Cobain with the heroin
Sailor drugs over everything
Shoot the stars up in my veins, woah
But look at your bankroll, so
Just spend it on more dope
More woes, ♥♥♥♥ you care fo'

But lately I feel guilty, I feel so badly
They say I may be then it should be satisfactory
Lately, I feel like I have nobody
All alone in the empty hotel lobby

4AM, praying, can I get some rest?
Dreams of suicide and a need for death
4AM, praying, can I get some rest?
Dreams of suicide and a need for death