Lyrics Everlasting Stomach Ache - DavidCrypt

Damn I feel so red, I think I'm caving in
Pace through the wind, they're testing him
My stomach turning to a gelatin
Got nausea seeping straight through my throat
I'm thinking I'm boutta fall again
It's sudden yet persistent
My eyes are melting off my skin

Hunned rackz, got a bus to catch
And lots of hands in this duffel bag
Got a flame sitting on top this match
Gasoline trailing through the back
I dreamt a day that I lay awake
My mouth parched, all dry today
Everlasting stomach ache, my body decay

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid

Gnawing on a pen cap, I'm the living dead
The skies been gray for seven weeks
I haven't seen a flake of grass
My life starts to plummet, I don't know, but I won't give up on that
I won't push the daises boyy, I promise that I'm coming back

I'm way too cold
Enough to make my body lock
Blood leaking from the puncture starts to drip, n fuckin dye my socks
Flannel makeshift tourniquet, It's pressure holding up my body
Never was, never there, never see

Crystal harp in a church, placing me under a curse
I wish that I was more religious, maybe then this shit would work
Maybe then I'd have the faith, I'd know that everything's okay
Got a sword inside my stomach, motherfuck a stomach ache

I got my wits about me in a room of glass bricks
Eighteen years old, Ion give a shit
I was pacing round the subway, clenching nothing in my fists
Knew I had to start over just to begin, like

Pop Pop Pop when you fuckin with my money
And for the love of green, that doesn't mean shit to me
For the happy I'm a fein, don't care how fuckin crummy I gotta be
I got candy on my wrists but I'm not scene, whatchu mean?

Clenching on my stomach relieve the pain
I gotta throw up but I'm hungry, just the same, either way
There's just a flame disintegrating my brain
This itch cant be relieved, only reached by a 12 gauge

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid