Slipping

Is it bad for it?

Is it bad for it?

Is it bad for it?

Yeah, ay

Years are slipping

Shit it been a minute

Haven't found a cause

To be creepin' cuz I'm winning

Out for new beginning

That's what I'm the best at

It's all making sense

When you lose yourself to stress huh

So fucking awful

Where I'm boutta go

Chasing fucking nothing

I can't do this anymore

Everything's so pointless

Shit is boutta blow

Trying not to give a fuck

Don't think I got it tho

So I cut my throat

Yeah, I slice my wrist up

I don't want gold

Just it out of my system

Is it my fault

No, nobody's gon' miss

Feelin' so cold

Really I just want the bliss

So I cut my throat

Yeah, I slice my wrist up

I don't want gold

Just it out of my system

Is it my fault

No, nobody's gon' miss

Feelin' so cold

Really I just want the bliss

I'm so fucked up, I cannot act tough I'm

Tryna get back up now

Six years passing fast

Why did I break my mind

Writing myself outta grave

Tryna remember my name

Why does it have to be personal

I can't fucking behave

I'm fucking drowning

Swimming in a dirty pond

No horizon, not a single bond

Awful as it gets, where I'm finna go

I don't wanna go

So I cut my throat

Yeah, I slice my wrist up

I don't want gold

Just it out of my system

Is it my fault

No, nobody's gon' miss

Feelin' so cold

Really I just want the bliss

So I cut my throat

Yeah, I slice my wrist up

I don't want gold