Are You Going to See the Rose in the Vase, or the Dust on the Table? Lyrics by $uicideboy$
You did good $lick
It’s a Smash
Ayy
I already know what time I’m on, double R sliding on Audubon
She tryna get my love, the best I can do is a trauma bond
Poppin’ these pills got easier, but gettin’ high been gettin’ harder
Remember them days in momma’s house, holding to my grandfather
Remember them days in the Envoy, it was just me and Oddy
Now all of my homies got their own buzz, but they ain’t got time for bonding
Tellin’ myself that it’s okay, knowing it’s a lie
Ayy, never at home, just passin’ by
I was always told that boys don’t cry, why am I so broke inside?
Waste time on an inner child, motherfucker been dead since five
Seen my dad OD at 9, was never the same again
I never had a chance to win
I keep reachin’ out for help
I can’t tell if I’m too concerned with myself
Feel like I’m just collectin’ dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
I think it’s time to bid farewell
Left all the lights on but I ain’t home
Thirty thousand feet up
Got my ice on, but I ain’t cold
Thirty thousand degrees up
I stashed thirty thousand in the freezer
Feel like a crooked congressman
I blame it on Percocet, amnesia
Can’t keep up with my tolerance
I’m tryna win this war on drugs
But I lost the battle by calling up the plug
Got back in the saddle
Moth to the flame, I’m insane
All these voices rattle
Fogging up my brain, numb the pain
Locked up in my castle
I’m startin’ to unravel
Surrounded by all these snakes and jackals
They keep temptin’ me to eat the apple
I need to tie up loose ends, form these threads into a tassel
I keep reachin’ out for help
I can’t tell if I’m too concerned with myself
Feel like I’m just collectin’ dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
I think it’s time to bid farewell
I keep reachin’ out for help
I can’t tell if I’m too concerned with myself
Feel like I’m just collectin’ dust on the shelf (Fuck it, fuck it)
I think it’s time to bid farewell