$uicideBoy$ - Paper Bag Mask

Talk ya' ass off can you back it up?
Talk ya' ass off can you back it up?
Talk ya' ass off can you back it up?
Talk ya' ass off can you back it up?

Back up in the spot with a hole in my skull
Bitches all around me lining up just to fuck
So I light up a cig', pass me the rig
Been chasing this high since I was a lil' kid
Now I'm in and out of rehab
Fuckin' bitches while we relapse
Run up on you with the ski mask
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em
Isolated, forsaken
These bitches still chasin'
Withdrawals got me achin' and
Shakin' and vacant lookin' like Satan
Pray to the Pagans to ride on
Some Daytons and feel so complacent
Fuck it, get faded, can't take the temptation
I'm killing myself all alone in the basement

Talk ya' ass off can you back it up?
Talk ya' ass off

I’m gonna pull
I’m gonna pull the mask off of my
Face and only my skull will remain
Look in the fuckin' empty space
That is my eyes you'll see the flames
Tryin' to step out of this fucking frame
Chemicals offered to numb the pain
Damaging certain parts of my brain
Damaging certain parts of a dame
I grab a brush and paint the rainbow
Until it's covered up in grey
Until it's covered up in grey
Stone globe, whole world decay
'Til it's covered up in grey
Stoned boy can't relate to
The problems of today
I've been explained, I claim these graves
I've been exposed, remain the stain
I gain new fame, increase my chains
These fuckboys slain, drain blood from veins

Written by:
Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux

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Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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