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Not Even Ghosts Are This Empty (Explicit) - $UICIDEBOY$

Composed by：Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Produced by：Budd Dwyer

I'll tell you a secret

Something they don't teach you in your temple

The Gods envy us they envy us because we're mortal

Cause any moment might be our last

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed

You did good $lick

It's a SMASH

Shoot on a trick when I'm thick

Slick ain't got no sorrow *****

Shoot on a trick shoot on a trick

Slick ain't got no sorrow *****

Shoot on a trick when I'm thick

Slick ain't got no sorrow *****

Shoot on a trick shoot on a trick

Slick ain't got no sorrow *****

Can I ever get a moment to myself

Each moment that passes is fleeting

I try and I try to escape my own life

At this point y'all should call me Houdini

Oddy don't

It always ends up with me bleeding

Or so overwhelmed I'm retreating

Back into the hole that I tried to climb out of

It always ends up self defeating

I'm addicted to sex addicted to d**gs

Really whatever will make me feel loved

I don't care what you thinking

Yeah I don't give a ****

I'm still out here shining as bright as the sun

And no matter how hard it gets

No matter how tough

Don't disobey when I say "Gimme the gun"

Gimme the gun

If I don't let my demons out to breathe

I'll end up with some horns or pair of ******* wings

Come and visit me from time to time

From time to time

To all the ******* that I was ever with

Yeah you're still on my mind

Mind-mind

Huh huh ayy

Yeah pushing that coupe in the rain

North

Think I been going insane

Side

Popping and smoking and drinking

North

Is how I been coping and dealing with pain

Side

Snort up a line with my Mom yeah

North

I just be hoping to bond

Side

Another day working and wasting away

North

The exact thing that I wanna buy

Side

That's time

I'm in that Double R

Falling the **** apart

Cooking up my frontal lobe

Play it strong on the phone

But I cry when alone

'Cause my daddy just hit a new low

****

Everyday bad news everyday cash rules

**** what I did

Lets go

It's what have you done lately

**** that poetic ****

Lets go

Got a chrome metal stick up to my brain

Just to know heaven for a bit

Go go go

I just want to run away

Away

But all I ever do is run in place

In place

The tears I cried it could've iced my chain

My chain

And on the best days I can't feel my face

My face

No matter how hard it gets

No matter how tough

My face my face

I can't feel my face

No matter how hard it gets

No matter how tough

My face my face

I can't feel my face

My face my face

I can't feel my face

No matter how hard it gets

No matter how tough

My face my face

I can't feel my face

The worst part about hell is not the flames

It's the hopelessness

And I think that is the part of hell

That a person in depression really tastes

The hopelessness the terrible hopelessness that comes over