Cigarette Cyst

Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels

I drag fists on the concrete

Scraping my knuckles

I got a cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke

I dropped wrist to the grindstone

I've given up hope

I've got no chance now at making it out

My head spins and aches

I tried shaking it out but the sounds were too loud

I'm making a vow

That before I pull the trigger, I'll be taking a bow

Turn around and spray my brain over the crowd

What they gonna think of me now

My thoughts got lost with my head in the clouds

And they only give a fuck if you down or you dead in the ground

Now I got a little clout, they be coming around

Paint my face like a clown

Smile cover the frown

Chin deep in the swamp and I'm starting to drown

So pretty please just let me down

Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels

I drag fists on the concrete

Scraping my knuckles

I gotta cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke

I dropped wrist to the grindstone

I've given up hope

Ive got no more time

Gotta leave it behind

I lost hope

I tossed rope to anchor the line

Its been four whole weeks since I seen the shine of the sun

Stuck in place on the run

Long day long year long life, ho

Hate myself

Forgive myself

Repeat the cycle

Weed dependence so I keep my fucking eyes low

No friends stay in like Shiloh

Independent until I end it on a high note

You don't wanna know the depths of which that I'd go

Just to prove a fucking point

Bitch, I'm a psycho

Swing blade, see blood

No type-O

I find it kinda hard to be a nice person

I might worsen your life if it's the right circumstances

Spilling blood it's romantic

You can get murdered

No one heard you just vanish

Lil bitch