Aggression from Depression est une chanson en Anglais
Razor blade serrated and I'm on the fucking hunt
All these bitches bitchin' but I act I don't give a fuck
Cruising all black mask, put the bodies in the trunk
Float them in the river, overtime they fucking sunk
They say that hell's below but I think it's on this Earth
I'm fighting for my ways, maybe someday I'll find my Worth
Years later I found it in the fucking dirt
Tryna end my life and I know some feelings will be Fucking hurt
Heaven is awaiting but I do deserve the worst
I'm destined for this pain, the reaper drive me in the Hearse
Prozac on my motherfucking dresser
Hope to live for days, when the days feeling better
Prozac on my motherfucking dresser
Hope to live for days, when the days feeling better
I'm squeezing on the blade, or I'll end with the Beretta
Pay me the fucking cash that you owe, I'm sending letters
Pain feels so good when it's the only Thing you feel
I been told a lot of lies, but will you tell me heavens Real?
Or is it fake?
Tired of picking up my limbs, I need a break
Tired of getting my heart broken, face is blank
Drive a car into the water, lay beneath the fucking Lake
I'm a selfish motherfucker, uncharted, call me Rafe
I will go and end my life like I'm on another strafe
There's prescriptions in my dresser, yet I still ain't Fucking safe
Bitch don't step foot in my bubble
I'll turn you to a puddle
There's no stopping my bite, fuck a muzzle
I'm lying in my coffin, my brain? I fucking cuddle
Killing myself under a tree, it's not subtle
Rope the fucking tree up, then I swing
Im screaming fuck the world and everything it Wanna bring
My whole existence worthless and everything Between
In my mind, I reside, what's underneath?
You thought that there is something but there's Nothing you can see
I feel like we should know the life we live is just a Fee
Until we up and die, we feel alive, and then diseased
Just cuz that you alive dont mean you living, life Ain't free
I hope you get a kick out of watching me fucking Bleed