I dont wanna think about it ill have me a light again
I picked up my knife and promised that i wouldnt fight again
When i die spare my soul i dont wanna be alive again
Blazing it behind the wheel if i dont crash ill drive again
Swerving left and right sometimes im forgetting the final spot
Im really not on earth a lot psychoactive astronaut
Im bugged out in my car im crying in this empty parking lot