[Intro]
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
[Verse]
And I, could’ve been
Next fall, next blade in the king
Bleed red, four doors in the Benz
But I met four ghosts in the pen
And I, could’ve been
Dead, boy, my soul is a miss
Flushed skin, X types of a kiss
Rather hate b*tch
Just face the abyss, and I (aye!)
Place blame for this sh*t
Rather be dead, throw blades on my wrist
f*cking with my head, get dead, that’s the gist
First you can see it on me, I'm p*ssed
Lost in the mist, pants full of p*ss
Pick a daffodilly, so pretty at this
Fist f*ck, started feeling, silly willy take a look
At the rope, then he jumped
All he needed was a brick
Daisy, those are making Fugazi
Lost, I pick up a case and
Close it, close it, pick up the rabies
Daisy, those are making Fugazi
Lost, I pick up a case and
Close it, close it, pick up the rabies
[Outro]
Live in a faucet
Live in a faucet, live in a faucet
Live in a faucet
Live in a faucet, live in a faucet