paroles de chanson Full of Grace (I Refuse to Tend My Own Grave) - $uicideboy$

It's a smash
Lately I've been empty as my grave
Heart heavy as stone right above it with my name
Just too many things that don't make sense
You trying to be happy or you trying to be right?
I'm trying to be high and I just might
I used to guess so much
I was trying to make my whole life
I was about to become a girl again
I can't believe I wasted so many of my days

But I lived my life with something that could be related
I lived a life of fine art between life and death
Lots of my people promising that I'll always try my best
I break this through my metal
I got first line to probably love
I feel part of I got new on my front
I guess I'm not a bug in the sun
Like maybe one day I'll be perfect in every way
And then I'll feel okay
But every day passes by

I keep on waiting and waiting and wasting away
Give up all I just
Now I'm just biting my thumbs to the grave
I pray for better people
Set me in
Screamed at the day
I'm ready to set my neck
I can break a heart but nothing else has changed
Change to my own name
The key was never spam

What is my purpose?
Was all this on purpose?
Ruby kept me safe but I did not need to say it

Lately I've been empty as my grave
Heart heavy as stone right above it with my name
Just too many things that don't make sense
You trying to be happy or you trying to be right?
I'm trying to be high
Can't tell by the spite
Yeah, smoking up on the top

Twisted thoughts in my fingers
So I was praying in church but now I'm not enough
I'm DRX on back like it can't wait to be a nurse
I've been looking my best but inside I never felt my worst
Look at my granny
She going through a drought
She don't even know
Tell everybody I'm good but they're like huh?
You don't speak a short
Look at my face in the mirror

I don't give a fuck
Cause like man's going through my guts
Kick a dab up in my boogers
If you spray that Gucci on me
Help to cover my rottenness
Went from flexing money to stacking my chips anonymous
Been ducking death in taxes
I ain't really got time to fight
Try to stop my shot but no they never look
Found a switch off on the bench

Shoot this from anywhere
I saw you out of it
Call up
Read 316 in the book of John
Paralyzed and I'm feeling stuck in the garage
Throw the keys up
It's false
Just go five and nine