angola prison
• Written by YungDrJekyll
If i could stop i would've done it already
Doing drugs cause my life's too depressing
Sometimes life can be condescending
Living life like im surreal dreaming
Nothing to be proud of except sweet dreams when im sleeping
Drowning in drugs and my eyes can't stop blinking
Once my eyes stay wide shut, ill be that peeping demon
Take a life traded for souls like im Constantine
More carbon dioxide for the ozone breathing
Play a wedding song at my funeral
Last thing ill hear is the song I could've heard
But my ears are full of cotton buds
Formaldehyde behind hydes mind
Flowing in my spine
Seeping from my eyes
Borax the nasty suicide
Dont draw the line
