Текст песни Ducking Out - Ap250

Ducking out
I'm running out of luck
Finally stopped
Giving a fuck
About who you fuckers think I am
Gave up trying to fit in
Busy with my demons
Turn the world to ruins
Surfed some waves
And now I'm on a new one
My minds a wreck
Complete disorder
Smoke a blunt to curb my boredom
Got your bitch to suck my scrotum
Grab my dice and roll em
Got snake eyes
Now I've got the blank eyes
Sinking in the drink
But not the drank
I'm going flat line

I'm at the bottom of the ocean
If you wonder my location
It's the best for isolation
I'm the devils first creation
He gave me all his powers
And I've never used em
I'm afraid I'm going to lose it
So I'm here to fucking prove it
Heads of dreads
Feeling dead
Bags full of lead
I've got that weight
It's all for me to catch my fade
And fucking fly away
I'm at the end of my rope
Smoke a cigarillo
Make my moves
Watch the ripple
Broke my cage made of metal