White Walls

Woke up today and I feel much worse
It's like I live with some kind of curse
I will not rest till I'm in a hearse
I will not rest till I'm inside a fuckin' hearse
I get up and take a Percocet
So I can feel like I'm relevant (You ain't shit)
I look at myself in the mirror, and, it is now evident
Everyday I'm weaker but them thoughts are getting stronger everyday
I'm getting weaker but them thoughts are getting stronger
Everyday I'm weaker but them thoughts are getting stronger
Put my finger on the trigger and I won't be here much longer cause I
Every - day - I stay getting weaker
But they stay getting stronger
Now it won't be much longer
Till momma find me dead
And fill the room with dread
From the blood that I shed
These white walls are now red
White walls are now red
White walls are now red
White walls are now red
All these white walls are now red
White walls are now red
White walls are now red
From all of the blood that I shed
All these white walls are now red
(From all of the blood that I shed, all these white walls are now red)
Everyday I'm weaker but them thoughts are getting stronger...
Every - every
Every - day - I stay getting weaker
But they stay getting stronger
Now I know it won't be longer
Till momma find me dead
And fill the room with dread
From the blood that I shed
These white walls are now...
I used to stay up late and write my eulogy
Leaving guidance behind when I give into my lunacy
I take one last look at the life that I have lived
And realized that now, I have nothing left to fucking give
Now these walls are red
Now these walls are red
Now these motherfucking walls are motherfucking red
Now these walls are red
Now these walls are red
Now these motherfucking walls are motherfucking-fucking red