Текст песни Alive - VAYDER.

Early morning, I can't get my head right
Gun and cigarette and coffee on my bedside
Motel nightstand
I'm on the edge again
Skydive, watch the angels skydive
Blunt done burned hole through these cheap ass covers
Make up on the other pillow
Smell of sweet shea butter
It's the remanence of another play lover
But I like it like that

I'm a smoke this blunt to cope with shit I hate to think about
I won't leave this room without a reason and a thirty popper
Taking more shots like I'm a make it to the league or something
It's killing me but It's keeping me alive
Flirt with death and the reaper
I can't sleep no
Flirt with death and the reaper
And I don't eat no more
It's keeping me alive
I ain't prayed in seven days
And I've been faded all week
Boujie bitch right next to me
Get high and fuck and never sleep
Guts all in the ashtray
Roll my heart and set my soul on fire
It's killing me but it's keeping me alive

Breathe
Nigga, just breathe
Gave my ex hell and that put me in hell
Thought you said you'd never leave me
Why you never come to see me
Neon lights, pink and blues
Mary got the purple hues
I can fuck you better sober than that nigga off the juice
If you got to pick, better be that nigga that you choose
On my mama, I ain't never been the one to up and lose
Yeah, Charged it to the game
This some shit I never bought though
Purple heart for all the scars from shooting out that foxhole
Love is blind, I never saw the signs like my eyes closed
It's killing me but it's keeping me alive
It's keeping me alive