ContraVein - Man in the Mirror

I can see clearly now through the window to your heart
While I'm looking in the mirror with my finger on the trigger
I can sincerely say that I tried every day to make you fuckin' happy
But you just a gold digger
I can sin every day for the rest of my life
But you'd still lead the way, cuz I know you do it quicker
Sip the liquor, yeah, I like the way it feels
Gets me sicker, and distracts me from the feels
Cuz I got the mental psyche
Illness ain't been taken lightly
Treatment, all I've done is slightly
Decent thoughts be leavin' nightly
Frequent murder in my mind
Leave the baggage outside
Come in for the good times
Saddle up, we boutta ride
Pull up Draco, then we slide
Plan the mission, almost died
Ain't no fiction, here's the guide
Tie her up, then she can't pry
Snub the mouth, ha, she can't cry
Come on now, don't be a pussy
I don't care if she gets pushy
Carry on like you ain't rookie
Don't be a fuckin' pussy
Oh, hey there baby girl, how have you been doing?
Oh, me? I'm just hangin' out trynna fix what you done ruined
Give me some privacy, I'll be there in a second
Fuckin' little bitch, ruinin' my train of thought
Actin' like she innocent, ha, bitch you woulda thought
I been plottin' your demise all in front of yo damn eyes
Bitch you dumb, that's so cold, spell it out now I see why
Drip, drip, drip
Drippin' down my chain as the ice melts
Red red blood like the rain in Kerala
Bad bad thoughts got me downin' all the vodka, yuck
Leaves a bad taste in my mouth like you
It's just a waste of all this space like you
Easily replaced, always dazed, like you
Simply erased and defaced, like you
Simps all around, you can count them by the twos
But you get around the town, count yo bodies by the threes
Hard to measure, life's a song, and we countin' by the fours
Get the clip, load it up, now we countin' by the fives
Okay okay, I'll be right there
Please chill the fuck out and just let me fix my hair
Outta the car, you and I need to speak to each other
Got my angel on my shoulder and the devil on the other
I wanna fix this shit, but we too far in the gutter
Imma plead and I'll plead, and I'll get on my fuckin knees
But if she says no, then she ain't gettin' freed
I promise you, man, I ain't fuckin' playing

Written by:
Jason Ardan

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