I might chase you
Like I chase the highs
Just show me that you love me
In the back of the ride
I use to care too much
But we all die
Now I don't give a fuck
Getting high off the lines
I swear it's like every night
Before I was scared to die
But not I don't really care
Every night I'm stuck in my head
I'm stuck in my bed
All the things I did
Thinking about the past
All things you said
And yeah I said it before
I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
The sins I can't erase
I see it in your face
I'm Doing all these drugs
I don't care if there laced
Cos I need to get faded
All the time that I'm wasting
All the time that I've wasted
But I'm still gonna face it
Me and runningonsmoke
Doing it laced in
I might chase you
Like I chase the highs
Just show me that you love me in the
Back of the ride
Use to care too much
But we all die
Now I don't give a fuck
Getting high off the lines
There's no more time
There's no more time
Look at the clock
Yeah we ran out of time
Why you always gotta lie
I'm Laying in my coffin
I'm about to die
I'm already dead
The pain in my head
It go to my wrist
Cos it's slit it's red
Like my eyes they red
My heart is red
All I see is red
I'm the devil
All of the drugs on the table
Drugs on the table
Drugs on the table
I can't trust you
Cos your unfaithful
I think my times over
Can't take the pain
Hate the way I fucking feel
When I'm sober
When I'm sober
When will it be over
Got the devil on my shoulder
Said she love me
But ion even know ya
Got these drugs now they
All wanna know
But I'm too busy geeking
Off of the blow
Blow, blow
Geek off the blow
She asked me stay alive like
Please, but it's too hard
So I fell on my knees
And it's cold outside
It's under 5 degrees
It's under 5 degrees