UNKNOWNUMB - Opportunities lyrics

The darkest thoughts are huntin' me
I rather slit my fuckin'
Wrist than kill you, bitch
When you do wrong, that's how I feel
Cause if I'll end your fuckin' life
Than how could I feel alive?
Wait, I don't really wanna live
So I'll kill you than kill myself, wait
The darkest thoughts are huntin' me
I rather pop a xan and chill
You said that shit, when you was mad
I did that shit when I felt
It could be right

I'm running out of the opportunities
I wonder now, how could it be
I wish to keep the little purity
But the satan's huntin' right all over me
I'm running out of the opportunities
I wonder now, how could it be
I wish to keep the little purity
But the satan's huntin' right all over me

I'm so sick of feelin' sick
And I'm sick of everything
Or sick of feelin everything
I'm so sick of feelin things
I'm so sick of feelin sick of livin
Sick of bout things gettin lil better
Sick of cindarella bitch
Sick of tellin' the same things, ugh!

I'm running out of the opportunities
I wonder now, how could it be
I wish to keep the little purity
But the satan's huntin right all over me
I'm running out of the opportunities
I wonder now, how could it be
I wish to keep the little purity
But the satan's huntin' right all over me