Yaah
I f*cking hate it here
Yaahhh
Waah ahahhhhh
Is it time to be born yet?
Is it time to be born yet?
"You're digging your own grave"
Fall
Through the sky
Crawl
On mother dirt
Ahh ahh ah ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ah ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ah ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ah ahh ahh ahh
Woahh, ya ya ya ya
Woahh yaah
I was hanging round the block with some carcasses
Numb niggas leaned up to the max
I was wearing your love like a cardigan
Stressed out, no time to relax
I dreamt of falling in crimson
Who's layed up next to you?
It hit my stomach, felt winded
I dreamt of falling for you
Drift
Up the stream
Dream up
Everything
Like God
You can bring
Life too, woah
To anything