ROTTING FLESH (feat.Klover)

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Uh
Yeah he did made me
Not with a pack of cigarettes, but with only 1 degree
And im grateful for my old Man,
He truly believed
That I can be a "good kid", he guaranteed
Guess I should have thought about it before tying the knot
And I could've lived more lives, now my body just rots
With patters on my chest, looks like polka dots
With these scars on my wrists, blood pressure just drops
To, 90 millimeters of mercury, dont you see?
So just sit there and watch, dont take this personally
You did everything you could, now my fams in front of me
Their eyes on my casket, now buried im 6 feet deep
Just take a shot of expresso
With a twist of some veneno
I aint trying to be emo
And if I do, that aint bueno
Oxygen comes, and goes
Going in n' out, like a flow
Klover, come on in
Do you need to clear your throat?
Oh wait you think you seen my best?
Nuh uh
Don't know how the f*ck to get it
Guess i'll go back to depressed
Wishin I could care a little more, hole up in my chest
But it's building to a mountain, and it's leavin me compressed
So i'm
Im fuckin rotting
Who the f*ck is plotting on me
Hit the bottom
Won't do it free i'll do it for me
Fuckin rotting
Stupid if you thinks this easy
My chest is knotting
Like I think i'm boutta fuckin blow
Drift off to the wayside
Can't find the words
I'm drowning to the bass line
But you never gonna take mine
Workin but I ain't
And it's all at the same time
Damage done to my mind
Don't go checking in
I'll just tell you that i'm fine
End of the story
It's no allegory
Best case purgatory
My body in an outline
We fuckin told ya just here rotting away
I watch it turn to black as everything just decay
Better put your hands together and be startin to pray
Cuz just because i'm dead it doesn't mean that you're safe
Ugh
Blood on my wrist and blood on my chest (Go on)
And blood on vest, forgot to confess (So Long)
But nevertheless, I wasn't a bless (Not wrong)
I'll rather be dead, then be under stress (This aint a Song)
Oh yeah I said it
I did it
I'll take a step back cuz I so feel pertinent (i love you perty)
I think I should just stop, and just begin pretended
That I think im doing fine
Im just kidding, I'm still digging
Think im bleeding but I aint weeping
But im starting to see some
Blood on my wrist and blood on my chest (Go on)
And blood on vest, forgot to confess (Oh, so Long)
But nevertheless, I wasn't a bless (Man you're, not wrong)
I'll rather be dead, then be under stress (Look, this aint a Song)
Oh yeah I said it
I did it
I'll take a step back cuz I so feel pertinent (i still love you perty)
I think I should just stop, and just begin pretended
That I think I'm doing fine
Man you know that I'm lying, huh?

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