| Early in the morning still half a fucking asleep
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| Half a fucking hard and pissing on a toilet seat
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| Another day for me to not give a shit
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| Feeling like cliche, just rage for the hypocrite
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| My girlfriend thinks that I’m a huge scumbag
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| Looking at me like I use her hair for a cum rag
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| But I ain’t tripping 'cause she’s making good case
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| 'Cause everytime I pull out, I’m aiming for her face
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| My resumate ends in 2005
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| Around the same time that I last had a sex drive
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| I mean I still have sex but it ain’t driven
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| A tampon chomping really satisfy a woman
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| Insecurities, lack of maturity
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| Every drug ingested mixed with impurity
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| Got me feeling that I’ve finally reached the ceiling
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| Doing something drastic is seeming more appealing
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| I’m lost and constantly grieving
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| The darkness is calling me, the voices are screaming
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| I’m fallin', I’m fallin' out of control
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| They’re callin', they’re calling, I can’t consult
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| So I’m letting go
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| Put on the television but my cable’s disconnected
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| Didn’t pay the bill guess it should have been expected
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| Look at my phone but there ain’t nobody texting
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| Check my social media to add to my depression
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| I’m a fucking joke, at least that’s what I’m reading
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| They might just have a point, feels that’s how they’ll ever treat me
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| But I wonder what would happen if I fucking went assassin
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| Drag them all down for a little satisfaction
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| The twitter throat slitter, Facebook strangler
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| Instagram son of Sam, Snapchat mangler
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| Make them all bleed and post it on my timeline
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| Viral mental spiral cause I’m out of fucking my mind
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| A selfie with the victims for my profile pics
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| Every murder more sick to increase page clicks
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| A serial killer social media homicide
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| Committed by a lunatic who’s more than qualified
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| I’m lost and constantly grieving
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| The darkness is calling me, the voices are screaming
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| I’m fallin', I’m fallin' out of control
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| They’re callin', they’re calling, I can’t consult
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| So I’m letting go
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| «I've saved my best fun just for you!
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| Where are you David?
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| Come hit me!
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| I know you’re under there, where are you?!» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm a Mess , by - Boondox. Song from the album The Murder, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп