文本歌词

$uicideboy$ - AM-PM
Windows down with a frown
Ash on my jeans
Been up eating beans
These scenes keep on flashin' inside of my head
But I'd rather be dead
Got no bread
Out of meds
I can't find no tranquility
Put me out of my misery
Insomnia drivin' me mental so
I put it on a front like golds on my dental
My lifes accidental
At the drop of a pencil
I might flash out and shoot every motherf**ker while I'm drivin a rental
Oh no don't tempt me
I ain't slept in six weeks
Haven't ate since Wednesday
God ***n I'm empty
I fall asleep but I don't want to rise out of bed
Escape to my dreams I know some of them wet
The sun shinin bright as
I open my eyes and then close up the blinds and wish that
I was dead
Some people wanna call me a p***y
Some people wanna call me a b***h
Some people wanna tell me that it ain't that bad
Lift up that chin
I wonder what they'd say after I slice my wrists
2 slits I'm gone in the endless abyss
One way street and I need a f**king lift
If sleep is the cousin of death I guess me and
Lick counting sheep until' we out of breath I mean sh*t
Po pourin' my emotions into a styrofoam cup
Gulping it down til' I don't give a f**k