Post Malone - Euthanasia

Took a fuckin' sip from my ash can
It didn't bother me too much
I spit another tooth in the trash can
I gave up on keepin' me intact

When I go out
It ain't gonna hurt at all
A choir of angels
Euthanasia

Behold, a sober moment
Too short, and far between
I should crack one open
To celebrate being clean

When I go out
It ain't gonna hurt at all
An end to anger
Euthanasia
When I go out
Ain't gonna hurt at all
Familiar stranger
Euthanasia

They say it's painless
Euthanasia

Written by:
Austin Richard Post, Louis Russell Bell

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