Lyrics
Yeah, Uh, Yeah
I write this song with a pill bottle inside my hand
60 pills in the bottle I might just make it end
The night is empty I don't know if i'll see you again
But don't cry, Just be happy that I escaped the pain
Sick of being thrown out abused and been slept on
The gun in my hand will decide if im dead wrong
Don't know why people treat me like some teflon
Don't know why people think im good, they dead wrong
Feel more love from the demons than angels
Or maybe they louder or maybe the angles
Wherever I go the pain yeah it follows
Sittin alone and I feel fuckin hollow
Trapped in this mess you won't see me tomorrow
Faking my smiles just like it is a talk show
Hope that god is real and hope he's not a no show
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Die slow Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Uh, Yeah, It worked
Now i'm gone my brain is empty i've left the earth
I left a note for my mom and dad for what it's worth
I put it up on the counter so they can see it first
I know its selfish but fuck you cuz ive been through the worst
I cant believe that you would leave like this today
I swear that I have forgiven you for all your mistakes
You're cold and solemn you used light up the room
But you bottled it up inside and that bottle it made you snooze
I'm cold inside this bed
This bed that was made for two
You said that you did your best
But turns out it wasn't true
I'm hurting more than before
Im grieving cryin for you
I hate you for what it's worth
You owe me all of the truth, Yeah
Sick of being thrown out abused and been slept on
The gun in my hand will decide if im dead wrong
Don't know why people treat me like some teflon
Don't know why people think im good, they dead wrong
Feel more love from the demons than angels
Or maybe they louder or maybe the angles
Wherever I go the pain yeah it follows
Sittin alone and I feel fuckin hollow
Trapped in this mess you won't see me tomorrow
Faking my smiles just like it is a talk show
Hope that god is real and hope he's not a no show
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Die slow Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Takin off the cap bottoms up than I die slow
Yeah, Than I die slow
Jacob Gabriel
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