Death

Seeing you with him is making me feel ill

Shot up when I fell in love and now I'm falling downhill

Losing my mind, feel like I got no chill

I'mma go for his throat and make sure I get the kill

Injecting myself to relieve the pain

Heroin's all I've got to heal my brain

I'm going insane, downing twenty bottles of champagne

I haven't seen the sun in a couple years, it's just rain

You're a great girl, I hope you know that

Any guy would be lucky to have you and all that crap

'Cause at the same time, why can't I be the lucky guy

All I can do is just fucking sigh

I don't ask for much

Maybe just a bit of your touch

If I can't have you, I'll just get high

I can't find my needle, I'm 'boutta cry

Nothing goes my way, tell me why

I feel like I'm 'boutta die