that's where all your money goes.

You can't get me out anywhere.

What about me?

Get a chicken head.

You want to know why you're barely getting by?

Why I'm barely getting by.

Because all your money and all your money.

Oh, so my music is a waste of time, huh?

Oh, my music is a waste of time.

Get your shit in boss.

Peace.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

tell y'all a famous request that it will upgrade next June.

I listen to echo the laughter to complete this final chapter.

Reminiscence on animation through a hospital.

I know the world was painted.

We're walking souls that fainted.

This pressure me into an existence.

and some barren hatred.

Seeing you in the car case and vapes and have my heart aching like lacing cocaine and already deadly medication.

I'm standing by your side.

My chin duck, stay open wide.

Cause pickles, they trying to floss on my rise.

when you die I denied your presence can disappear within a few minutes sat and stared at the flat line the machines beat

continuous.

You never knew how much I cared.

Never knew my life I would have spared.

We had an argument and departed mad.

Should have been scared.

I kept thinking to myself, if I only apologized, you wouldn't have left that night.

Maybe you would still be alive.

Had an uneasy feeling the night as I stared to the ceiling.

After three hours of sleep, started feeling it.

Second slayer, the God brought me angels in the form of a police brigade banging on my domain.

As soon as they said their name, open the door.

Shit.

Oh, my God.

What's happening?

I'm sorry.

Your girlfriend's been hurting.

Everything black and I'm walking to the car straight numb.

Not admitting to myself that I'm losing someone.

Waiting for hours in the hospital.

This has got to be impossible.

Turned out the drunk driver only had his license revoked I choked at the conclusion of me and you But I was right there hoping you knew When you passed I was right beside you And it be true

When I saw you hauled off in a hearse, I wanted to find Pet Sematary and dig you from the earth.

Took some time off work to deal with the stress

your death now all i got left is home videos when you was in hell recording your laugh and put it on his track but now we're listening

to that and realize we shouldn't have parted while in a harsh anger set i'll never do that again appreciate

Everything I have.

And when I need a hug, it's your headstone that I grab.

And bring flowers apologizing to you years after.

you pass.

The ugly face of this world is a hard thing to mask.

The moral of the story.

story is never leave no one when anger lies between.

And stay true.

You know what I mean?

For all those in the streets, same thing.

We out.

God.

Hold your hands.