Hmm, I dont even wanna fucking do this for real But I be real if I didnt
I be by myself and I be thinking, mama what have I become All I wanted was a family but I when I I be the only one Losing everything but money, everybody And I dont get to see my young
Only happiness I get is in the I get to do another run On the road, doing shows, get the woes it slows Getting cold, getting owed, but the flows sowed
I been doing this a minute, but I think I to end it Cuz I think Im on a level when I go But the music I be it, be losing it I'mma make it really tough for me to
All I was a family portrait See my on a ranch with horses But I was fucking bitches in corsets I was never really good, then I it
Im sorry Mrs. Jackson Im speaking for And I never meant to make your cry But I Im a failure with women Im and I feel like I oughta die
Feel like it, Im rotting away, my is jus off in the gray How much it cost? I will pay to lay and be off in a coffin today I mean off in ashes, this life and it clashes, if I get blasted This is suicide letters all again, I thought that I passed it
But I guess I didnt cuz this one is written And is no mending But I broke, I'mma a when I croak I jus hope I wont be descending
But aint a joke, I want you to know That Tech Nina is never Alone in my bed with a gun to my Asking, where is my happy ending?
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? What me? Is this a life worth
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I ever Or does He it in for me? this pop before I stop breathing? Is there in this dark Im seeing?
Yeah, I put my in this music, Nina is inside out I set my out for people, they know what the inside bout Will keep feeling Nina forever this? I doubt Can cry for help so if you listening this my shout
Im searching for the passageway to But Im so I have to lay in nastiness Yes this a strange year, worldwide near But the queer, sometime I feel like Im rudolph the reindeer
But of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes And the music, they blows is on the top and the cred grows Can you resurrect a mothafucka that feel like he possess a soul? Deteriorates when inferior state, almost to bread mold?
Now as my head goes, wish I could those Because all of the the Nina was shorted when I bled froze So now that Im cold and hella sick Is the med shows, the tred slows And dont even think you reviving a rose, yeah
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy about me? Is this a life worth
You how it begins But how it end for me? I ever live? Or he have it in for me? Will pop before I stop breathing? Is there in this dark Im seeing?
Listen, Im on the verge of insanity but Im Im breaking, so I picked one to vent The reason I look when you talk to me My brain is producing evilness, Im in 151 and rum I meant
Thats how I I sit in the with this gun and practice how to kill But I know damn that the people like me Really know how to chill
This is life is it, check bout it Think of all the love I Because my is not a meal
I like you, stupid, dont talk to me Im cracking up I dont laughter, Im full of bitterness and its backing up And I live with angels but lately demons been up Tug of war my spirits, see the blood Im hacking up
I love my and my fans, inside I sob harder Cuz you paid the price for my life and its like Bob Barker And I pretend that its okay, Im no facade starter So I guess my only happy ending is at a parlor, yeaa
me who it is? What me? Where is my ending? about me? Is this a life living?
You know how it But how it end for me? I ever live? Or does he it in for me? Will this pop before I stop Is light in this dark Im seeing?