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My own mind got me fallin' off the deep end
 Seepin' in the crevice it's not much creepin'
 If you tryna stay alive
 Don't bother voices been speaking
 'Cause the reapers tear you face until
 your blood is leaking
 On the pavement I've been laying low
 I'd rather lay alone
 I'd rather sit and contemplate my fade and fuckin' zone
 Wear a mask and cut my wrist until I feel the flow
 I wanna kill myself so bad and you don't even know
 Never cared about the money or the fame
 'Cause the money fill my tummy but my pockets stay the same
 I've been slowly craving happiness and I should be ashamed
 I ain't let myself feel anything, these thoughts are all to blame
 Yeah, and I'm probably fucking up by speaking out about my life
 But I'm sick of hiding in the dark just gripping at the knife
 And all the chances to erase and put an end to all the strife
 And if you ask if I'm okay I'll prolly tell you I'm alright, yuh
 Can't breathe unless there's doja in my lungs
 I ain't makin' sense, it's like my mind's speakin' in tongues
 Concious but my spliff is burning, murder with these guns, Violence
 Ain't gonna stop this shit I think I'm fucking done, yeah