We Die Too

(albüm: Spectrum - 2017)

[Nicki:] Help me, my brother's dead!
[911 operator:] What's your name?
[Nicki:] Nicki
[911 operator:] What do you mean by your brother's dead?
[Nicki:] He killed himself!
[911 operator:] How did he do it?
[Nicki:] With his gun!
[911 operator:] Okay, are you home alone?
[Nicki:] I'm home alone with my sister!
[911 operator:] Okay
[Nicki:] Get someone here quickly!
[911 operator:] Did you find him, Nicki?
[Nicki:] Yeah, and now he's dead!"

You've been through some shit, through some shit
Hold on tight, don't lose your shit
You're just like me
I'mma prove that shit
Got a noose tied tight, better loosen it
Haven't slept all night, hallucinating
40 hours, mind is fading
Heart is racing, grip your chest
Contemplate about your death
Nobody but you got you
Fuck everybody around you
They just doubt you
Maybe you think they'd be better off without you
Think your life don't mean shit
Fuck it, what's the reason?
Wish I wasn't breathing
All I do is resent
Anything and everything to do with me
I'm through with me
I pop the bottle
Swear to God I'm 'bout to swallow every dream
Godspeed
Give a fuck about me
Don't try to surround me with your positivity
I'm happy with my misery
Just wanna watch my wrist bleed
Nobody would miss me
Pop some shells
Look down the barrel
This is it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling sick
I hope my family understands
I'm sorry this is really it
I'm sorry this is really it!

"Nicki, stay on the phone with me, hun, okay?"
[*Nicki screams and cries hysterically*]

Gunshot, middle of the front yard
Girlfriend
Found the body
Searching
Questions always lurking
Answer's never coming
Sick inside her stomach
Empty, feeling nothing
She forgot what love is
All black, life off track
Got no will to live, lost that
She just wants him brought back home again
She'll never get over it
Or ever learn to cope with it
No saving her, she's over it
No saving her, it's over

I've had some friends do the same shit
Left me here just blaming myself
Said they never got help
Bitch, I was right here
All I do is fight tears
Look at me!
Now you're dead at 6 feet
Suicide on 5th street
Fucking pussy left a mother and a kid
Wondering what Daddy did
Daddy's in a better place
Said they had to hide the face
I just had to drive away
Fuck your funeral
I'm leaving you just like you left me, too
I'm sick of losing you