The Old Me

(álbum: Over It - 2018)

(Blacklunged, blacklunged)

I can feel the razor blades in me
It's better that I feel an aching pain
Every day is like a haunting dream
Tryna close my eyes but my head will scream
Saliva coming at you through the tv screen
I could never be too careful
Always fuck what they told me
Don't even know what hope is
Gotta keep that lonely
Fuck a jacket when my blood is cold, see
I don't fuck with the old me

Fuck with the old me (I want to die)
I don't fuck with the old me (I want to die)
I don't fuck with the old me (I want to die)

Yeah I'm still in love with the same bitch
Can't believe I fell for a lame bitch
I did lines just to deal with the pain bitch
You spend time just like you cash ya payments
My motherfucking head's to the pavement
Don't act like I don't know what the pain meant
My motherfucking head's to the pavement
My brain's splattered all over your name brand

(I want to die)
(I want to die)
(Fuck my life)

(I want to die)
(I want to die)
(I want to die)
(Fuck my life)

(I want to die)
(I want to die)