$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015
作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Still here boasting my emotions
Now copin' while ****in' ****less
Let the **** head breathe in slowly
Look, maybe I'll show you hopeless
Load the ammo, $carecrow no shadow
Bloody piano, sold-out gallows
My mind so harrowed from tragic backgrounds
Pickin' up a trip, up off of my meds, nose deep in *********
Window shoppin' for my father's problems
Do you have some options?
My hand numb from gripping the pistol, trigger finger careless
My heart out to my girl, I know that lovin' me's a challenge
Garbage, what I'm spewin', sluggish, how I'm movin'
**** is what I'm choosin' if you ask me how I'm doin;
I'll be cruisin', coastin', usin', dosin'
Just don't overdo it, hopin' I don't ****in' lose it
Rope in hand I tied the noose, it's open
Another night I blacked out, lyin; on the bathroom floor
I ain't gon' back out, I ain't gon' lash out
I guarantee I'll have some more
I'll run off into the void, head first
They tried to avoid said thirst
I'm tryna ignore the words and things about me
Desolate, narrate the fact that I miss my old self
I feel like I hit rock-bottom, and another trap door opened and I plunged further into despair
God only gives us as much suffering as we can endure
And he piles on the shit to see if we'll break? Why?
To test our faith, and to make us appreciate the good that we have
Well, forgive me for sayin' so, reverend, but God is a sick ****
$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
[00:34.117] Still here boasting my emotions
[00:36.310] Now copin' while ****in' ****less
[00:38.523] Let the **** head breathe in slowly
[00:40.586] Look, maybe I'll show you hopeless
[00:42.921] Load the ammo, $carecrow no shadow
[00:45.699] Bloody piano, sold-out gallows
[00:48.435] My mind so harrowed from tragic backgrounds
[00:52.060] Pickin' up a trip, up off of my meds, nose deep in *********
[00:55.902] Window shoppin' for my father's problems
[00:58.683] Do you have some options?
[01:00.337] My hand numb from gripping the pistol, trigger finger careless
[01:05.039] My heart out to my girl, I know that lovin' me's a challenge
[01:09.340]
[01:27.022] Garbage, what I'm spewin', sluggish, how I'm movin'
[01:31.334] **** is what I'm choosin' if you ask me how I'm doin;
[01:35.098] I'll be cruisin', coastin', usin', dosin'
[01:37.954] Just don't overdo it, hopin' I don't ****in' lose it
[01:41.745] Rope in hand I tied the noose, it's open
[01:45.023] Another night I blacked out, lyin; on the bathroom floor
[01:48.269] I ain't gon' back out, I ain't gon' lash out
[01:50.441] I guarantee I'll have some more
[01:52.572] I'll run off into the void, head first
[01:54.736] They tried to avoid said thirst
[01:56.690] I'm tryna ignore the words and things about me
[01:59.199] Desolate, narrate the fact that I miss my old self
[02:02.016]
[02:02.197] I feel like I hit rock-bottom, and another trap door opened and I plunged further into despair
[02:08.727] God only gives us as much suffering as we can endure
[02:11.806] And he piles on the shit to see if we'll break? Why?
[02:14.890] To test our faith, and to make us appreciate the good that we have
[02:19.105] Well, forgive me for sayin' so, reverend, but God is a sick ****
