Текст песни Death In My Pocket - Machine Gun Kelly
I
got
death
in
my
pocket
and
nothing
but
time
All
these
bones
in
the
closet,
in
the
back
of
my
mind
I
just
leave
'em
there,
I
don't
even
care,
no
Holding
up
the
flare,
I
could
use
a
prayer,
oh
I
got
death
in
my
pocket,
but
I
feel
so
alive
Don't
know,
why
but
it
feels
like
my
world
is
crashing
down
I
just
bought
a
brand...
fuck...[?]
Don't
know,
why
but
it
feels
like
my
world
is
crashing
down
I
just
bought
a
brand
new
car,
I
want
to
crash
it
now
How
much
darkness
does
it
take
to
get
this
flashy
now?
I
lose
a
piece
of
my
soul
when
the
camera
flashes
So
I'm
just
asking
every
fan
who's
questioning
my
passion
Thinking
I'm
caught
up
in
fashion
or
that
I
forgot
my
past
To
understand
that
I'm
just
a
dropout,
I
don't
have
the
answers
I
became
a
dad
so
young,
I
ain't
know
how
to
use
them
Pampers
Baby
mama's
food
stamps
kept
my
stomach
full
I
had
to
make
a
plan
'cause
now
my
family
needed
me
to
make
it
rapping
Me
& Slim
back
at
that
address
Hundred
twenty
eighth,
we
trapping
Writing
lyrics
down
on
napkins
Room
so
small,
we
shared
a
mattress
Look
what
happened
I
got
death
in
my
pocket
and
nothing
but
time
All
these
bones
in
the
closet,
in
the
back
of
my
mind
I
just
leave
'em
there,
I
don't
even
care,
no
Holding
up
a
flare,
I
could
use
a
prayer,
oh
I
got
death
in
my
pocket,
but
I
feel
so
alive
Don't
know
how
I
get
so
high,
but
I'm
not
passing
out
I
guess
the
drugs
are
in
my
blood,
hope
I
don't
pass
it
down
Hope
I'm
alive
to
see
my
baby
get
her
cap
and
gown
'Cause
doctors
told
my
dad
he
won't
be
here
a
year
from
now
Yeah,
my
first
reaction
was
to
punching
the
wall
until
it's
cracking
Both
my
knuckles
shattered,
don't
ask
what
the
fuck's
the
mattter
I've
been
battling
the
fact
I
lost
my
closest
to
cancer
The
only
thing
she
asked
was
for
me
and
him
to
get
closer
But
I
hung
up
too
fast,
went
to
sleep
in
and
then
she
passed
You've
been
silent
seven
years,
it
took
that
to
get
us
back
We
all
needed
second
chances,
I've
been
bottling
the
sadness
I
guess
I'm
just
happy
that
we
finally
got
to
bury
shit
before
the
casket
I
got
death
in
my
pocket
and
nothing
but
time
All
these
bones
in
the
closet,
in
the
back
of
my
mind
I
just
leave
'em
there,
I
don't
even
care,
no
Holding
up
the
flare,
I
could
use
a
prayer,
oh
I
got
death
in
my
pocket,
but
I
feel
so
alive
I
think
I'm
ready
to
die
tonight
It's
fucked
up
'cause
I
ain't
lived
half
my
life
I
saw
the
devil
and
passed
him
like
"You
tryna
fuck
up
my
afterlife"
But
I
don't
even
care,
you
can
keep
me
there,
yeah
Holding
up
a
flare,
I
needed
a
prayer,
yeah
I
got
death
in
my
pocket
But
I
feel
so
alive
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