This is a song about "Dead"

Give us this day, our daily bread

And i feel that feeling-i'm almost dead

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Even when my dreams are dead

If not we're practically dead

Code red, which means you go red

Do you want to end up dead?!

My god come before this bread

Like sally mae on college debt

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Like malcolm said, but shit malcolm dead

Sunroof flow so over your head

You all should be fukn dead

Your friends say, why we not together yet

But it's too late,fabiana is dead