Nine (feat.TateBronze)
• Written by IAmVin
[Hook] 0:23-0:47
I think that I’m running out of, time
Pills in my system counted, nine
I feel like I’m out of my, mind
x2
[Verse] 0:48-1:14
I think imma fall back into my sheets
Double shot of vodka and I chased it with bleach
Knowing that I’m fucked up so I can’t even preach
Always in the background like I cannot be reached
Laying in my pillow, crying into my bed
Hard to chase that feeling that I’d be better off dead
If I had a gun, I’d put a bullet up in my head
Instead, rely on this prescription, overdose on my meds
[Hook] 1:24-1:50
I think that I’m running out of, time
Pills in my system counted, nine
I feel like I’m out of my, mind
x2
[Vindicated's Verse]
Always hoping for a little bit less
Always wanting a little bit more
So before I get this off my chest
Imma give this whiskey another pour
Instrumental, my mind is an instrumental
Like a song off key
It's enough to drive any man mental
And I still run away sometimes
By isolating in my room hung up on the good times
Too busy with the past, I'm barely in the present
I'm an adult now so I should be independent
But my minds too sick I need need some disinfectant
So before I go I'll say goodnight
Tomorrows a new day but I can't make it through the night
I don't think I can make it through tonight
[Hook] 0:23-0:47
I think that I’m running out of, time
Pills in my system counted, nine
I feel like I’m out of my, mind
x2
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IAmVin
Member since December 2 2020