Yes, it can be empty
... and beautiful
I'll marry my blade, putting her right through my brain.
I'll say I do when I pierce my hearth with two.
Then I will engrave my name on a bullet
Just so I can pull the damn trigger to make it more
fun
Colours, ye, that stuff
My brain on your papers
broadcast
Everyone asking why?
I tell you why
Y'all sucking hard
First you took my happiness at five
But then I realized That it was already taken before
I was fucking born
And you're asking if I'm bloody alright bro?
Ye, I'm perfectly fine
I'm perfectly in vein
I mean
But let's get going, don't stop
Six to fiftheen what a scam that was
Focus
You're drowning, fight now, for the next nine years
Yep
It's sweet juicy, holy, tears
I mean years
I'm fucking despair
In lost in a world of hoes
Switch these two
Two years ago it was two years ago that gave me
false hope for two years straight
But before, just to be sure
Let's overdose
Ten times
Oh God
I heard: Come ClosE
I was so close
I was so close
I was so damn close