Correction Paroles Dying par Adam Calhoun

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Oh I think I'm dying
All the monsters are all out
Oh I think I'm dying
I wish I was all around
Oh I think I'm dying

[Adam Calhoun]
I'm gonna keep it real, whatcha know about takin' pills
Poppin' these xan's, panic attacks
Losin' my mind, feel like I'm dyin', ha
I can't believe what I'm sayin'
You thinkin' I'm playin', I'm diggin' my grave right now
I'm crazy, you'd probably kill yourself
If you knew the shit that I was thinkin' about, ha ha
How can I breathe, cuttin' my sleeve
I'm watchin' it bleed
Maybe that will take the pain away
No more rainy days
You talkin' to me?
Just let me be, I need some sleep
Why you think I cut so deep?
You'll never see what's underneath
Please I need some peace
(Oh I think I'm dying)
[Mesus]
I'm gonna keep it real, I'm gonna speak how I feel
When I'm drivin' feel like swervin' the wheel
Right and a left, you think that I'm playin'
I'm treatin' every song, I'm writtin' my will, yeah
This one right here's for everyone out there that's like me battle depression
Been to hell and back and I can tell that I go back and just can't learn my lesson, yeah
Coutin' my blessin's but suck at the math
So every blessin' I keep cuttin' in half
So all of my problem keep addin' up
While my solutions keep cuttin' in half, yeah, yeah, yeah
Know that they hate me, they say that they love me
Don't call me crazy but I need the company
So f*ck with me though, yeah

Oh I think I'm dying
All the monsters are all out
Oh I think I'm dying
I wish I was all around
Oh I think I'm dying

[Adam Calhoun]
I'm gonna keep it a mil, last year I made a million
Still it ain't change how I feel
Still f*ckin' with the same bottle of pills
Went from my brother's basement to a house with no payments
And dealin' with f*ckers that I wanna kill
I gotta chill, I don't know how
I wish you could feel, what I'm talkin' about
I'm all by myself, talkin' out loud
No one can help, I feel like I'm drowin', ha ha
Shit is so cold, I'm losin' control
I'm losin' my soul, but I know I never sold it, no
Devil must have stole it, yeah
And that motherf*cker is gonna have to deal with me
If I go to hell I'm takin' over
(Oh I think I'm dying)
[Mesus]
I'm gonna keep it a secret, I ain't gon' tell nobody about these thoughts that are creepin' into my mind
So you think that I'm fine
You think that I'm lyin' and I'm cryin' out wolf when I say that I'm dyin, ah
I ain't gon' tell nobody that I'm scared of keepin' guns in the house
I ain't gon' tell nobody that I actually put guns in my mouth
f*ck you know about
Russian roulette with a loaded gun
Handle of vodka and still ain't drunk
I cannot tell nobody that I'm suicidal, no I just keep it bottled up
Bottle of pills are the heal of pain razor play, cross my veins
Cross my heart hope to die, jump in front of trains
No I'm not f*ckin' playin', snortin a bunch of caine
Thinkin' it's just a game 'til I blow out my f*ckin' brains

Oh I think I'm dying
All the monsters are all out
Oh I think I'm dying
I wish I was all around
Oh I think I'm dying

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