I got, I got
I got 10 more years til they'll come for my soul
I got an ounce in the back and a bag full of blow
Blood from my eyes cause I ran out of tears
Might empty down a vodka cuz I ran out of beers
Put my fist to my mirror cause I'm, tired of my face
Fuck a gateway drug, bitch I'm tired of the haze
Always keep the dirty, fuck the Gatorade taste
I said, keep it in rotation, keep that haze going
The D in my name stands for derealization
Living is to be hurt and I've been to my birth
Guess I'm just a devil cause the hell must be earth
But I don't give a fuck, it's just an empty world, bitch
I don't really give a fuck about anyone
I don't give a fuck about your opinion, find a better one
All of my love goes to pills, I might just marry one
I don't really like to drink just doing shots with the gun, yeah
Spend a hunned dollars on pillies for the fun, yeah
(Spend a hunned dollars on pillies for the fun)
(But don't worry about me, me, me)
Fuck being jealous, man, cause I am picture perfect
No one ever calls me to check in when it's all hurting
All that ever helps is to stay focused, just on me now
Cause if I think of who I trust, the only one I see is me now
Okay, but don't worry about me, not like you ever did
Solve my problems on my own, it's all I ever did
I cannot even do drugs, just to help a bit
Cause all they do is fucking up, just about everything, okay
But don't worry about me, me, me
An empty world's just all I see, see, see
But don't worry about me, me, me
An empty world's just all that I see, see
All that I see
Will we ever… at the end?
Will we ever… at the end?
Will we ever… at the end?
Will we ever take care of our world?
At the end
End, end, end, end, end