do or die

knives out long nights slit right

left hand alright wrist tight

butts on me cigarette

fight night me my self and i

demons try but i leave em crucified

satan crys while i resurrect another time

im on demon time i need hella knives

hella pills hella chills from the gib

ill inside, my mind wild, break my head through tile

wanna die a little fast slower tho is best

prefer pills but dont mind to cut my self

distant memories of cutting up my hand

punching anything that do damage

skin my self alive with a butter knife

i hate my fucking self more than anything

swallow fifteen pills wallow in my dreams

fuck my existence i need some distance

reminisce extinction im in love with it

three years old i was troublesome

popping pills from cabinets

thinking it was candy bitch

overdosed in candy land

been a fein ever since

never shoot to miss i just shoot the shit

i pass paper power to the one under

above i look and stutter i need saving

from another warned by father

that the demons clever they remember

i need saving from the saviour

im bleeding red September

im in dangeour someone answer

im alone inside your temple

even demons left me feeling something

im just empty

its the henny filling me up plenty

whats the problem

i be tempted to die infront of you

im resented by them other dudes

fucking faggots ima cut you to

a funeral

now stuck in the after life, issa ritual

i drag you back leave you misserable

only i die on my own time

no heaven in sight

only hell where i will lay

down no life