$uicideboy$ - $uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015 lyrics
[$uicideboy$ - $uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015 lyrics]
Still here boasting my emotions
Now coping while fucking dopeless
Let the dope hit, breathing slowly
Look baby, I'll show you hopeless
Load the ammo, $carecrow no shadow
Bloody pianos, sold-out gallows
My mind so harrowed from
Tragic backroads traveled
Waking up with dread, pop off on my meds
Nose deep in narcotics
Window shopping for my father's problems
Do you have some options?
My hand numb from gripping the pistol
Trigger finger callous
My heart out to my girl
I know that loving me is a challenge
Garbage, what I'm spewing, sluggish
How I'm moving
Dope is what I'm choosing if you
Ask me how I'm doing
I be cruising, coasting, using, dosing
Just don't overdue it
Hoping I don't fucking lose it
Rope in hand I tied the noose, it's open
Another night blacked out
Lying on the bathroom floor
I ain't gonna black out
I ain't gon' last out
I guarantee I'll have some more
I'ma dive into the void, head first
Ain't tryna avoid said thirst
I'm tryna enjoy death
Worst things about me
Constantly doubting the fact that I'm
Blessed by a curse
I feel like I hit rock-bottom
And another trap door opened and
I plunged further into despair
God only gives us as much
Suffering as we can endure
I mean
Pile us on the ship to
See if we'll break? Why?
To test our faith
And to make us appreciate the
Good that we do have
Well, forgive me for saying so, reverend
But God is a sick fuck
Now coping while fucking dopeless
Let the dope hit, breathing slowly
Look baby, I'll show you hopeless
Load the ammo, $carecrow no shadow
Bloody pianos, sold-out gallows
My mind so harrowed from
Tragic backroads traveled
Waking up with dread, pop off on my meds
Nose deep in narcotics
Window shopping for my father's problems
Do you have some options?
My hand numb from gripping the pistol
Trigger finger callous
My heart out to my girl
I know that loving me is a challenge
Garbage, what I'm spewing, sluggish
How I'm moving
Dope is what I'm choosing if you
Ask me how I'm doing
I be cruising, coasting, using, dosing
Just don't overdue it
Hoping I don't fucking lose it
Rope in hand I tied the noose, it's open
Another night blacked out
Lying on the bathroom floor
I ain't gonna black out
I ain't gon' last out
I guarantee I'll have some more
I'ma dive into the void, head first
Ain't tryna avoid said thirst
I'm tryna enjoy death
Worst things about me
Constantly doubting the fact that I'm
Blessed by a curse
I feel like I hit rock-bottom
And another trap door opened and
I plunged further into despair
God only gives us as much
Suffering as we can endure
I mean
Pile us on the ship to
See if we'll break? Why?
To test our faith
And to make us appreciate the
Good that we do have
Well, forgive me for saying so, reverend
But God is a sick fuck