Survival lyrics

by

Se7en of 34



[Verse 1]
Ethanol's not enough (Not enough!)
I need a buff, a buff
All these fellas try to look tough
Not too hard to see it’s all a bluff
Flexing, reaching but never grabbing
While i'm on the side gabbing, gabbing
While they flirt, going for the squirt
I dig my dirt and throw it over them
Eventually (Brrr) hurt, me, myself and my fam
I don't get it, what’s happening
The tides have turned,just like The Happening
Used to make it rain,(Alright) now i am soaking in pain
Waiting for the day where i'll reach fame
And eventually, i'll feel free, finally like me
Personality, a mystery, someone call Gatsby
Like I Wasn't going through sh*t and kept smiling
Believed in the power of hope than frowning
Mourning is over, so is my boner
Always been a loner, seeking for joy
Getting lured into the the trap, a decoy
Just so she can smash it into pieces
I am playing the blind monkey, throwing feces
Them douchebags must be doing something right
The tip of a bottle under a spotlight must look bright (Brrr)
Looking clean as hell but their sheets are not white
Maybe i need a little blood on the mattress
Feeling myself just fine is what I miss
That's what i miss, yaaaah
Don't f*ck with these phonies
I ride with the homies
Since i was a toddler, bunch of Zack and Codies
Don't f*ck with codeine
Got my share of ethyl chlorine
[Verse 2]
Chasing dreams, all the streams, i go for it
She's still haunting ma dreams, i am not over it
I’m not over it, can’t get over it
Need some help
Everyone saying they're doing better
Either overdoses or hangs himself like a sweater
What’s with this weather, every night it's getting colder
I can't take another
Motherf*cker saying they can't put up with
My sh*t, they can’t take it
I'm a burden
I'm certain, feeling like I'm a pull up a curtain
Strap it around my neck and call it an even
f*ck trusting others, I can't even trust myself
Nowadays I can't even look at my belt
Without the thought of it crossing my mind
What would happen If I ended it, would anyone mind?
Have gotten so numb that when i watch youtubers dissin i don't cringe
Can't keep track of the mumbly, numbly albums that people binge
Why would I talk sh*t If I was perfectly okay (Rrrrrr)
Would you run into the fire knowing It'll ruin your day?
Expectations rise, thinking I can traumatize
f*ck a piece of the cake, I'ma slide up in all of the pies
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