Lyrics Black Roses for Romeo - Murdok Kaine

Bitch im pulling up double cups full of mud
Couple blunts I puff I stuffed with runtz my lungs gon fade to dust (Uh)
Wait I trust none
Way too accustomed to getting numb
Expecting drugs to save me from this slump (Ayy)

Fade away
Fade away
Fade away
Locked away my pain, I can't explain
I stay encaged (Ayy)
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
I'm a problem i feel it in my veins

Pop another bottle I stay poppin' at the bottom
Im a problem, I can't stop the toxins rotting up my brain
Lost in my ways the blunts i face gon taint my fate
Don't care I light the flame
Sold my soul to the dope, pour another four
Motherfuck a rope I choke on hope thats false I know
I tend to float just like a ghost
My minds a rollercoaster coping with all of my highs and my lows
Getting high when im alone
I bet i'll die alone
I cry alone
My eyes done froze up
She gon call my phone
I block a hoe
She gotta grow up
An unknown phenomenon I know im not a god
I'm hella flawed
I'll fuck the devils mom I stuck my dick up in her bra (Ayy)

Fade away
Fade away
Fade away
Locked away my pain, I can't explain
I stay encaged (Ayy)
Stay away
Stay away
Stay away
I'm a problem i feel it in my veins

KGK don't push me hoe, the kush is burning slow
I blow a ghost like casper coat my throat with blackened mold
These pussies think they jaguars, rolled like grabba in a roach
She said "you can never leave me!"
Like Houdini i break ropes
Purple nights demons lean me to the knife
Might hurt her like i did before i'll my slice wrist until im sore
My core is torn I'm not alright im bleeding from my eyes
Scarlet called she was sobbing begging me to try therapy

Now why the fuck would i try therapy?
Dreaming of demons and floods
I stay lumped in a slump of me chiefing my blunts
Keeping it up and my tongue gonna taste like some
Waste that was made and decayed in the mud
Seeking escape, run away from my pain never faced or confront
Cus this trauma not blunt (No)

Drown in my lost hope
Shouting so loud no response no
Coping by smoking my lungs steady closing, im ready for death and a black rose
Send me to heaven in black clothes
Killing the angels
Think your messiah wont burn in a fire?
You living a fable (Uh)