paroles de chanson Cough Drops (feat. Stroodle Boy & sensamura) - Sloth Mob

It's hard to be yourself when nobody likes you

Safe to say I've given up
Pint of bleach up in my cup
Running from the devil guess all of the pills just ain't enough
Freddie up in my boombox
Blood staining up all my locks
Shoes is scuffed from kicking rocks
I'm clearing the room with a couple shots
Smacking my head against the wall
I'm waiting for the time the sky will fall
Angels in my vision, don't know if I'm here when the rooster caw
Shell shock in my veins, feel the pain of this buster mane
All I feel is shame of my name, farthest thing from sane
I could name drop fools up in the song but they still wouldn't notice
I'm a lost soul in this world, drifting like a wave forever hopeless
I'ma breed in my own right
Mental ending me at night
Killer like Vorhees, it's a breeze, taking my own life
Do not get me wrong I got way too much hatred saved for later
Often it's directed at the phi, gamma, theta, beta
Try to alpha me you pussy boy you get hit with a stick
Slicing you wide open, same blade that been slitting my wrist

Cough drops in my drawer
But what are they even for
Even if my throat is sore
It still can't send me soaring
Send me soaring
Send me soaring
I just wanna point my car off of a cliff and floor it

One week past and I'm revisiting feelings I'd forgotten that I've had
And I'm getting the urge to stuff my head in a paper bag
Walking the straight and narrow but my posture start to sag
Rotting deep in my core
Feeling empty like the mag when I spit
And what matters is my aim
Do a 180 then I will not feel the pain
It's a shame
I was riding high, now I want to fu-
Might just walk across the interstate to test my luck
So explain to me
Where this came from
Where I came from
Now suddenly I'm feeling lame
I would just stay in my lane
But I can't relate to anyone
I'm surrounded by a bunch of people living a weak life
Acolytes of Dionysus
Lost up in the drink, like a jellyfish they spineless
But needing more than they got to shine their brightest
Finna gas 'em up and light it
Aye

Cough drops in my drawer
But what are they even for
Even if my throat is sore
It still can't send me soaring
Send me soaring
Send me soaring
I just wanna point my car off of a cliff and floor it

I gotta become lucid
I gotta become lucid
I gotta become lucid
I gotta become lucid
Yeah