Mort Vivant - Twin Peaks

Spend the night alone, now you blowing up my phone
Too bad nobody's home, I'm brain dead trying to blow my dome
Spent the night alone, in the moonlight where I roam
Tryna get up out my home, feeling way down out my zone
Woke up late, suicidal that's my everyday
No mistake, where I lay my final resting place
Do not play, homicidal when feelings misplaced
Out in the rain, yall laughing now but yall dont know that you prey
So say your pray, god ain't saving you today
Bullets start to spray when i'm sober and feeling enraged
Problems engaged, hole blown 6 gauge shotty
Shawty fucking with another hubby get the bed red real sweaty
Hit the reset on a bitch piss her off like Resetti
Anti anti psychotic pills Im resisting popping
When violence tempting looking like an option
Back it up bag it up, roach fill soda cups after the ashtrays filling up
Pills be back on em, anti wait what hold up
Mind blank xanny making my mind a clean slate
Some weekends, no food no calories
Straight fasting, brain just rot faster
In my head I'm burning up triple six degrees
Skin peeling popping off just like some fucking grease
Contemplating suicide I just want release
You might find my body parts up in the street
Ain't no genius shit, none yall is socrates
No decipher shit, none yall hard as me
Whiteboy rappers acting like they ain't had a soccer team
Yall fuckboys fuckin fuckboys like you taking trips in Greece
Talking about bodies like you got some
My bitches kill themself after I fuck them
Rearranging guts and I dump them if profits aint coming in
Im into pimping and borderline human trafficking
All the sin for 1 life in a day
No empathy stuck in a haze
Hunna forty four my head up in a blaze
Contemplating suicide my only escape
Spend the night alone, now you blowing up my phone
Too bad nobody's home, I'm brain dead trying to blow my dome
Spent the night alone, in the moonlight where I roam
Tryna get up out my home, feeling way down out my zone
Spend the night alone, now you blowing up my phone
Too bad nobody's home, I'm brain dead trying to blow my dome
Spent the night alone, in the moonlight where I roam
Tryna get up out my home, feeling way down out my zone
Seemed like for days sitting there face in my palms
Cleaning my ways still stuck not moving away from unwritten songs
Deemed light that fade away left me never stays for long
Steamed in the stu for pay, lansing summers with no AC
Feeling crazy
Cant even write half of the shit thats in my head
Wanna erase me
End me up on a list prison or better off dead
And lately
Been thinking alot about it lying in my bed
Just maybe
Kill Myself before someone has the chance to paint me red

Written by:
Mort Vivant

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