Drop of Blood

 

Suck my duck what a clusterfuck

I just messed up

 

In my head I feel so dead

Fill it with lead

 

Up so high I touch the sky

To God I say hi

 

I don’t wanna die

 

Now I’m awake, world’s so fake

Just wanna bake

 

The phone now rings a song it sings

This aint happening

 

It’s her it’s her I do infer

What a thing to occur

 

My heart it flutters opening the shutters

I see the clutter

 

Just in time I clean the grime

Can’t do no crime

 

I’m not going to die

 

“What’s going on” what a con

she’s the devil’s spawn

 

I’ve heard this line a thousand times

“I am fine”

 

“I’m coming by”, said ever so sly

better clean this sty

 

This isn’t real, these feelings I feel

They’re too ideal

 

F**k this s**t on the floor I spit

My wrists I slit

 

I die with a drop of blood