Pity Me

Chlorine eyes and trees for skies
I never wanna get another body to hold me I'm singing
Oh baptize oh baptize I'm hearing everybody
Everything in the city is really getting pretty

(Pity me, pity me, pity me, pity me, pity me, pity me, pity me, pity me,)

Never gonna go with the dark time
Never gonna flow in the night time
Fucking me on Percocet
I'm living in the same time lies

Now we shooting
Now we speeding
Everything that I walk by
No lies their lies

Every single thing that we walked by
Every single thing that we fought by
Every single sin that we have sinned
Every single thing that we've broke

I'm popping these pills ain't got nothing alright
I'll head for the hills and I hope we don't fight
I'm playing this game its called Russian Roulette
I don't want the fame I just want to be dead

Grab on the gun and I'm feelin' alright
I have no more use I cannot decide
Weather to live or just give up and die
I don't wanna give I wanna know why

Grab it out the drawer
And I just sit and look a minute
Imma smoke another bowl and hope I really don't commit it
Blood is pumping through my veins
It'll give adrenaline
Imma play a little game
It will make me go insane
Imma play this game cause I don't feel pain
Make me pop another perc finally leave me in a hearse
I been slashing on my wrists cause I'm always feeling pissed
Make you eat another fist Imma do it hell of a swift

Higher than the stars
And I know you disagree
I am surfing up on mars and I know you'll pity me
Really pity me pity me pity me pity me pity me pity me