Every punk need gofundme
Euro tour don't pay that rent
And I'll count the days til I'm back here
Wasting my life to be sincere
Consuming my mind
But that's alright
Let's figure out
How to end our life sooner
She will be cleansed
Called into the
Check this back
Bitch I live here
I was born broke
Grew up irish catholic
Surrounded by white folks
My only day one
Give it to Gabbrielle
She wonder why my life hell
Misery a two way street
Feel me on the shittiest beat
Only when I scream
Is when I feel peace
Drug dealer hold his piece
But he loose wit his fent
Every punk need gofundme
Euro tour don't pay that rent
You might crush dreams
But I ain't no pretentious f*ck
They like my vocals
Sides that they don't like that much
You ain't no token
The world bullshit
But I guess it has seniority
So I guess I'm the bullshit one
Are you
What's going on
Are you
Funny that I really am nothing
Just a baby, yeah
Just shitting myself
Cause everythings
Personal to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you
My life, my face
My choices, yeah
My mistakes
Yeah
What's going on
Damn godd where'd ya find this
I don't, I don't know why I'm
Misery a two way street
I'm so f*cking sick
Of wasting time
So f*cking sick
Of wasting time
Rest till I'm fukin dead