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letra de suicide - riverside locos

estilo:
i don’t know why i don’t want to live
all i know is that i’m gunna go for it
razor blade slice to the wrist
i don’t wanna live this life cause of this
could be my last day cuz i’m gone away
no longer will is stay cuz i’m tired of all the shame

hook:
i’m getting a razor blade
i sit in my room and look at my wrist
should i go through to slice my vein
or should overodse and feel no pain
because of my choices i’m losing my mind
it’s hard to belive i’m taking my life
but i don’t really know what to do
all i know is that i don’t wanna live this life anymore (more)
my hearts been torn i’ve been backstabbbed
and i’m broke as f-ck and i got no hope
and i’m puuting a knot at the end of the rope
i put it around my neck and throat
i reealy gotta do
but i gotta let go of my life cuz i cannot go on

chorus: (estilo)
it feels like i’m going insane
lke i’m losing my mind
cuz i’m taking my life could i take it tonight
fill myself with the bud on the ground
pull the trigger back with the gun in my mouth
it feels like i’m going insane
lke i’m losing my mind
cuz i’m taking my life
i want to die

negro:
i’m kicking back
thinking should a take a life or take my own life
for this struggle gots me down
and i wonder if the days are gunne multiply into years of the struggle
everyday same sh-t
money from my check aint sh-t
broke again when i pay rent
what am i really supposed to do
so i load the 45
shut the blinds
turn up the tv
if my cellphone rings
it’s baby mamma
calling with the drama
wants to see the fery
but it’s not rolling in
it’s just another problem causing trouble
casing stress within
so i’m now looking down the? of my problem solver
6? chrome plated
bout to blow my f-cking brains

hook:
myroblems wont stop
they’re trying to find a way to shatter my heart
these f-cking days they seem so dark
they got me thinking i cannot go on
the thoughts go grey
? the same old song
my life is empty and nothing
i’m preparing to see and i write my letter
this f-cked up life it gots me down
there’s noone around ot help me out
all i can hear is the evil haunting taunting sound
of a loaded gun and it’s c-cking back
i put it at the side of my brain
i gotta realize that i will no longer be alive

negro:
i made up my mind
it’s gone again
till i’m thinking of my favorite memories, my favorite jam, my favorite place
my heart is beating at a fast pace
face to face with my muertre
i don’t think you’ll hear this story twice
cuz i’m done with it
i’m the prosecuter of my own life
so i kiss my kids one last time to tell em that i love em
pick up the phone
pick up the gun
took my last breathe
(breathe) (breathe) (gunshot)

- riverside locos

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