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Justin Stone

suicidal

 

suicidal

(album: Denver96 - 2020)


Yeah
Currently depressed
I was never what they wanted
Now I'm drunk, 3 AM
You ask me why am I running
I'm fucked up, at least I admit it
Suicidal, little bit, but dammit I'm living

Take that bottle
To the face
I hit shit when I get faded, it's okay
Lately, I can't listen to what you say
'Cause I'm in too deep for a changed decision
To cry for help
I'm venting on my notes
Death breathing on me, feel the reaper getting close
I lost myself and women fill my ego 'cause I can't
See myself the way you see me, get that through your head

Currently depressed
I was never what they wanted
Now I'm drunk, 3 AM
You ask me why am I running
I'm fucked up, at least I admit it
Suicidal, little bit, but dammit I'm living

Currently depressed
I was never what they wanted
Now I'm drunk, 3 AM
You ask me why am I running
I'm fucked up, at least I admit it
Suicidal, little bit, but dammit I'm living

Aye
But dammit I'm living, I'm living
Dammit I'm living, I'm living
I fucked up, yeah
Aye

I got the spins, can't think now and I make my way to that bridge
Look down, ask God is it really fine if I live?
Never thought I would be here
But dammit, this where I'm at
I can't die yet on my own terms
Thanking God that I came back

Currently depressed
I was never what they wanted
Now I'm drunk, 3 AM
You ask me why am I running
I'm fucked up, at least I admit it
Suicidal, little bit, but dammit I'm living

Currently depressed
I was never what they wanted
Now I'm drunk, 3 AM
You ask me why am I running
I'm fucked up, at least I admit it
Suicidal, little bit, but dammit I'm living

Aye, yeah
But dammit I'm living, I'm living, I'm living
Dammit I'm living, I'm living
Dammit I'm living, I'm living, I'm living
But dammit I'm living, I'm living, I'm living
Dammit I'm living, I'm living
Dammit I'm living, I'm living, I'm living

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