8corpses, BLCKK - PAIN lyrics

I will make your corpse dance

Yeah, yeah
I feel life has never been important
Either way I'm born bitch
I'm Working till' I'm touring, ​yeah yeah
Remember all that money in the drawer shit
I spent that on more drinks
Once I get my fix I need some more of it
Back again uh, fuck it up
Everything I touch again swear to god
Think I need to stay inside more
Slamming my doors what you done
Got no time for pick it up
No coms already fucked it up
Keep that shit a thousand
I want money pounds bitch
I know where it come from, nobody give a fuck
From the first, to the debt bitch
Worry 'bout a check bitch
Make that shit your friend bitch
Use it 'till it's better bitch

Don't know what im doing no more
Bashing my head against the front door
Ever since you left it's fuckin hurt
Falling to the floor i've been weary
Drinking more how the fuck
Does one live anymore life is such a bore
Waking up is like a chore
Mind is filled with so much gore
If suicidal thoughts were sexual
I would be a whore fucked up my life
Like it was porn living in the dark
Like my life is color graded in noir