I KILLED MYSELF TO BECOME GOD Songtext
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I KILLED MYSELF TO BECOME GOD Songtext
Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I′m so high
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply
Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows
Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for
You know I really wanna quit this fucking game that we live in It′s shit we perceiving
If we do not like it then we just delete it A nation of lies yet you do not believe it
I don't fuck with the fake or the sheep or the lames
I just fuck with my self said fuck society
I never fit in but you know I'm proud of me Alleviate all doubt, yeah you entity
I can′t stop
This shit′s slowly killing me I don't mind
I short life that′s shits fine by me I can't find
Any thing thats worth living Think it′s time
I change everything about me
Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply
Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows
Now I′m moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply
Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows
Now I'm moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for
You know I really wanna quit this fucking game that we live in It′s shit we perceiving
If we do not like it then we just delete it A nation of lies yet you do not believe it
I don't fuck with the fake or the sheep or the lames
I just fuck with my self said fuck society
I never fit in but you know I'm proud of me Alleviate all doubt, yeah you entity
I can′t stop
This shit′s slowly killing me I don't mind
I short life that′s shits fine by me I can't find
Any thing thats worth living Think it′s time
I change everything about me
Warm weather for December on this night I feel so alive in this bitch I'm so high
We popping bottle after bottle every night
Eyes wide from the Molly and the white that she supply
Yeah I swear to god
Hot bitches do blow and
The dealer always hits on the girls that he knows
Now I′m moving in silent making mother fucking paper
But I had to ask myself what was I living for
Writer(s): Austin Guillen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com