Question

Song minus a lot of swearing, add in the swear words yourself if you want

Answer 1

Okay, I’m now going to attempt to kill myself.
You can try this at home.
Have fun..

I’m sick of these pills.
When I was born
Doc messed up my brain
Know that every time I look at my veins

Saw I had all this bilirubin
Still sent me home shootin’
Registered higher than the bar on the monitor
Higher than Michael Jordan when he walked in the room
His buddies doing cocaine and the maraujana.

Mom, you made me crazy, you should've slayed me as a baby, behavin’ worse than Ali Dia, you don’t even pay me,
Got post trauma from my momma - tryna stay away from future drama,
Please, I don’t wanna get into marijuana.

Hearin’ voices still don’t know what, still don’t know where, still second guessin’.
Lookin’ in my books
Don’t know where
Still lookin’
Still stressin’

I don’t want to go
I don’t want to throw
(I) don't want to die
(I) don't want to cry
Eat another pill, maybe I will

Gotta survive
Wanna survive
Can’t thrive
That’s fine

Here’s a reference to my dad:
Got two bucks, man, I’m too broke
Take these two bucks, buy myself two boats
Already starvin dad!
Shove them down your throat!
We’re cuttin’ some dimes, cuttin’ my own wrist and my thigh, y’know what?

Answer 2

When I was thirteen my dad tried saying I started a gas leak
I don’t know what I did, but I got beat -
Still could be a million things, from robbin’ a bank down in Kansas or lightin’ up some matches, Man, still just want to see you and this house burn to ashes.

Everyone needs time to relax, and God, I can’t get any.

Still I ask myself, is there a way out?
Or am I just trapped inside this self doubt?
Broken pieces, trying to rebuild,
But the silence echoes, so I stay still.

I just want to meet in the middle as a merchant, trying to open up, trying not to have a meltdown,
Pullin’ up, my pants down,
I don’t want to sound monotonous, mellow or melodramatic,
I’d just like to study this moderately malicious mechanism that I can,
and I will work on it, and become a mechanic.

I’m part of a machinery,
Never met my maker,
Know they exist, left a marker,
Too scared to check it.

Right now I’m busy, trying to maintain myself, not pick up the hatchet.
Trying to be a mainstay to all my friends so they won’t end up dead.
Try to kill me, and I’ll make a racket, then I’ll paddle you with my hatchet.

Please don’t come after me but you don’t wanna make this work -
you just wanna make this worse, after arguing ‘Let me guess you want an apology about my psychology?’

Nah, I don’t need that - I’d rather study methodology,
You say I’m a puzzle - better get into cryptology.
Don’t stick a muzzle on me - “Just let me be.”
Now I have to get back into hypnotherapy

I'm like Murphy's law, no matter what I try to do,
Every plan I make seems destined to fall through,
Chasing after shadows that slip right through my grip,
Every step feels shaky, like I’m on a sinking ship.
When I reach for a break, it’s like grabbing at air,
Dreams flicker and fade, disappearing everywhere.

Answer 3

Luck’s always a distant ghost that I can't seem to find,
No matter how I hope, misfortune's always aligned.
Try as I might, I can't seem to win,
Always caught in the chaos, trapped in the spin.

Maybe I’m just a ghost in the mirror,
Fading away, but I still feel fear.
Counting scars, trying to find the light,
Hoping someday I’ll win this fight.

Killin’ no one, wont pay rent.
Gotta do hard work, if I want to succeed,
Not with a knife, but in my own life.

I’m trying to sedate, participate, can’t figure out how
Take this knife
End it all
Don’t call
Starin’ at the wall

Every night I pray, but I don’t know who for,
Seeking something I’ve never had before.
Lost in the chaos, trying to find my peace,
Hoping these demons will finally cease.

How do I not call,
End it all,
Stop starin’ at the wall?

Pick up the cones and call
Stare at my bed
Pick up my head
Shakin’ my head
Shakin’ the bed
Cryin’ my eyes out

I was running down a train track
Cop cut in front so I went back
Hid in the bushes till what felt like 3
All this started from “just let me be”

Still you keep asking what’s wrong with me
I keep giving answers
You just ignore me

Answer 4

Say I abuse you, I’m just getting started
Court gonna stink like somebody just farted

Can’t escape the shadows in my mind,
Searching for a reason, trying to find
A way to break free, a way to heal,
But these wounds are so real.

Caught me cutting my artery lines
Turning my arms into a waterslide
I’m not cutting my wrists
Not having Nikes ain’t what gets me Ice Creamed

It’s the fact you say you want to help
But really you want it worse
How - do I fit this - into a verse?

I walk into the living room
You can’t get any words out
I hear a mumble
I’m looking for food, you’re looking to start a rumble
“Go on, remove your walls, go to jail”
I’m done socializing, I’ll send you my last care in the mail.

Said I’ stay out of this, but it’s too big to just be left alone,
If I said I never acted out
That would mean I lie and mess up faster than the president messes up his youngest
You build your empire on lies and corruption,
A puppet of greed, fueling destruction and disruption.
Talk about greatness, but you're just a fraud,
Clinging to power like a cheat trying to evade the law.

Now, your words are empty, your legacy’s a stain,
A narcissist king currently drowning in his own fame.
Part of the world sees through your twisted game,
Trump, you're a shame.
Wizard your name.


Me personally, I’m falling though heaven and hell, American Airlines Flight 11 ain’t got nothin’ on me.
Going to Germany later, meeting up with Hitler, plannin’ how to take over the world,
Make it better,
Blow up bigger than the Halifax Explosion,

Answer 5

Destination is still heaven, sitting with passengers from 9/11.

Love how y’all gettin mad over some terror jokes,
Yet you invited a terror group in your streets,
Shooting down your neighbors and calling yourselves “Christians”.
Whatever happened to Leviticus 19:18 and Matthew 7:12?
Fake Christians.

Now let me be.
I’m done with this song.
Peace, but not to you ma, I’m still after you.
Ha-Ha-Ha.

Answer 6

most of its good, but if you want help, I'm great at music theory, and lyrics if you wanna improve

Answer 7

probably going to have this song to bits of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FUP2m5mw9EM&list=RDq0TICmt6_zo&index=4

Answer 8

this is great! It helps others understand what you are feeling and others could possibly relate to this!! Amazing work!!

Answer 9

yeah

Answer 10

wat music?

Answer 11

what do you mean