CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : MATE IT HURT
[BRUXISM]Fixing races with my conscience, cop a 40 for that nonsense
I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous
I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care
Burn the cigarette till ashes picking b***s out of my hair
Don’t f**king care, the only thing that I have left to do is die
Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a f**king lie
Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right
Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white
This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare
Because nothing makеs me feel alive like falling out my chair
Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scarе
But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared
Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade
Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade
Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed
Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait
Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded
I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge
With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College
But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father
Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse
Try to sleep it’s f**king pointless my reality is warped
Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong sh*t till it’s worse
I can’t stop it, f**king lawless self destruction just occurs
Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4]
Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4]
I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous
I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care
Burn the cigarette till ashes picking b***s out of my hair
Don’t f**king care, the only thing that I have left to do is die
Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a f**king lie
Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right
Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white
This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare
Because nothing makеs me feel alive like falling out my chair
Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scarе
But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared
Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade
Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade
Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed
Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait
Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded
I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge
With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College
But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father
Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse
Try to sleep it’s f**king pointless my reality is warped
Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong sh*t till it’s worse
I can’t stop it, f**king lawless self destruction just occurs
Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4]
Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4]
