Lyrics

[INTRO]
LET'S HAVE A CONVERSATION..
HAHAAHAHHAHA!
YOU FEEL THAT?
TALK TO ME!
WE'RE HALFWAY THERE!

[VERSE 1]
Thank my brain might be perma fried, from setting up weeks at a time.
Wish I could hit rewind.
Before I ever done a line.
My heart, eyes, mind, nothing feels right.
Crazy when I describe,the pain that fights within my insides.
There is no clear size,
Or measurement that's left within my chest.
I swear to God.
I try my best, but I could never get ahead.
Family thanks I'm crazy, cause I've had some conversations.
With your kind before, this isn't foreign.
I look but I don't see a stranger.

[CHORUS]
So cold as I'm sitting, hope I got your attention.
No longer sober I give in, need God to rescue me really.
I feel like soon it'll kill me.
These ghost tell me they listen.


[VERSE 2]
Trying my best, but I'm so depressed.
Stressed constantly, I never rest.
Pain everywhere,
Like my head, to my legs.
They be shaking,
Like withdrawals from all these pain meds.
Gimme them meds!
I need ten Percocet.
Take ten all at once,
O.d.
Get up, and do it again.
And again.
Multiple tries, till my last breathe.
Why you texting me?
Don't fuckin message me!
Wait till my last breath you see.
Then lie like you was there for me.(BITCH!)

[CHORUS]
So cold as I'm sitting, hope I got your attention.
No longer sober I give in, need God to rescue me really.
I feel like soon it'll kill me.
These ghost tell me they listen.

[Verse3]
Floating around the room.
Ain't it crazy bub?
They look exactly like you.
In the same clothes bruh.
Even in ya dreams,
They come through to surprise you.(Surprise!)
Wake up, and in the mirror they be standing right behind you.
I see dead people
Hahahaahahahha!

[CHORUS]
So cold as I'm sitting, hope I got your attention.
No longer sober I give in, need God to rescue me really.
I feel like soon it'll kill me.
These ghost tell me they listen.

So cold as I'm sitting, hope I got your attention.
No longer sober I give in, need God to rescue me really.
I feel like soon it'll kill me.
These ghost tell me they listen.


[OUTRO]
It's nothing but nightmares,
I'm lost on elm Street.
Screaming as loud as I can.
AHH!! SOMEONE HELP ME!
MOTHER fucker no advice?
Y'all ain't got shit you could tell me?
Then get the fuck away bitch!
See you in hell G.
(Outro2)
It's B.u B. Ghost Writing.
GAWD DAMN!
WELCOME HOME! WHAT'S NEXT?