Chorus Isnt it funny the suns out Try to look up but it dont help Tried to reach out they said oh well You better fix, yo self Verse 1 As i drink this vodka down Turn this mic up i get loud Like that tree its packaged now Dont wanna party i get wild Like Thoughts take over, mind is fragile Bottles down describe my angle Liqour dont help but avoid the struggle Fallin back in 6 feet this grave of trouble Damn Been thru shit i cant say (fuck) Been thru hell and back man (yeah) She dont love me shes fake (fuck) Self sabotage that relates (bitch) Isnt it funny the suns out? Try to look up but it dont help Tried to reach out they said oh well You better fix.. Yo self Fuck (Verse 2) I tried but i cant keep on going like this You want a break itll happen i guess Its like this snap the neck when im hanging in bliss Spinning in circles and i dont exist When you walk in the room and this song play it hits Feel out bass & the rhythm of kicks Mixed with the voice of the dead know you took it for granted Plot so good like you god damn planned it Dont worry tho im not boutta just vanish Look in the dark its my shadow your haunted(ghost) Turned your back when i needed most All my family, girl, my friends they all turned ghost All alone im caving slow Already gave in to the blow I dont think it was tho my nose hurt My head hurt too & its already been a week or two Bro told me my lips look blue Had to check cuz ion even know how much i took Honestly i couldnt look, the Heart beat fast maybe this is the last breath Pull up to the doc in a Pontiac aztek Lungs shrivelled up, said it looks like black death Yeah Isnt it funny the suns out Try to look up but it dont help Tried to reach out they said oh well You better fix, yo self Isnt it funny the suns out Try to look up i just see hell Twisting it up i know mom hate the weed smell Id open up but you just dont want details Weekly i get like 4 meals That includes saturday, sunday, yep I aint just missing like one day nope But one day Ill get a buffet yeah Thats in a runway yeah Mobile in the plane i can runaway yeah Thats cuz i spent too much time just Feeling unwanted Why you gotta do this baby If you wanted pain then youve got it I keep fucking trying feel like shit, and my conscience Wont let me erase you Even if im just a target
Chorus
Isnt it funny the suns out
Try to look up but it dont help
Tried to reach out they said oh well
You better fix, yo self
Verse 1
As i drink this vodka down
Turn this mic up i get loud
Like that tree its packaged now
Dont wanna party i get wild
Like
Thoughts take over, mind is fragile
Bottles down describe my angle
Liqour dont help but avoid the struggle
Fallin back in 6 feet this grave of trouble
Damn
Been thru shit i cant say (fuck)
Been thru hell and back man (yeah)
She dont love me shes fake (fuck)
Self sabotage that relates (bitch)
Isnt it funny the suns out?
Try to look up but it dont help
Tried to reach out they said oh well
You better fix..
Yo self
Fuck
(Verse 2)
I tried but i cant keep on going like this
You want a break itll happen i guess Its like this
snap the neck when im hanging in bliss
Spinning in circles and i dont exist When you
walk in the room and this song play it hits
Feel out bass & the rhythm of kicks
Mixed with the voice of the dead know you took it for granted
Plot so good like you god damn planned it
Dont worry tho im not boutta just vanish
Look in the dark its my shadow your haunted(ghost)
Turned your back when i needed most
All my family, girl, my friends they all turned ghost
All alone im caving slow
Already gave in to the blow
I dont think it was tho my nose hurt
My head hurt too & its already been a week or two
Bro told me my lips look blue
Had to check cuz ion even know how much i took
Honestly i couldnt look, the
Heart beat fast maybe this is the last breath
Pull up to the doc in a Pontiac aztek
Lungs shrivelled up, said it looks like black death
Yeah
Isnt it funny the suns out
Try to look up but it dont help
Tried to reach out they said oh well
You better fix, yo self
Isnt it funny the suns out
Try to look up i just see hell
Twisting it up i know mom hate the weed smell
Id open up but you just dont want details
Weekly i get like 4 meals
That includes saturday, sunday, yep
I aint just missing like one day nope
But one day
Ill get a buffet yeah
Thats in a runway yeah
Mobile in the plane i can runaway yeah
Thats cuz i spent too much time just
Feeling unwanted
Why you gotta do this baby
If you wanted pain then youve got it
I keep fucking trying feel like shit, and my conscience
Wont let me erase you
Even if im just a target
RIffs - }≈╗
Midwest emo
the best style of guitar
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