Blood Thck - Van Gogh's Ghost Hides Behind My Bedroom Door, Yo

If you say there's a heaven, am i invited?
I don't think I am
I don't think I am
Am i invited
I don't think I am
I don't think i am
Imma pop these pills alright
I was born high, i'm nothing like you
Today, oh, I'm feeling inadequate because I'm missin you
And i'll have you know
Oh, Van Gogh, he said i should
I swear on that "Starry Night"
I won't deny
There's red all over my room
Aye aye
I cut my wrist and it bled
There's red all over my room
Aye aye
I cut my wrist and it bled
You know it's all for you
I guess I'll manage
My heart goes on and on
Although it's damaged
What y'all know about love
But what do i know

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