Текст песни I KILLED MYSELF TO BECOME GOD - D010930000

Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply

Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows
Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for

You know I really wanna quit this fucking game that we live in It's shit we perceiving
If we do not like it then we just delete it A nation of lies yet you do not believe it

I don't fuck with the fake or the sheep or the lames
I just fuck with my self said fuck society
I never fit in but you know I'm proud of me Alleviate all doubt, yeah you entity

I can't stop
This shit's slowly killing me I don't mind
I short life that's shits fine by me I can't find
Any thing thats worth living Think it's time
I change everything about me

Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply

Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows

Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for