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letra de isho 遺書 - sadboyprolific

swappin oxygen with smoke in my chest
you can see it everytime i take a breath
in the depths seein death to the right and the left
in the night gettin high while i’m lightin up cess
til the day that i die my mind ain’t findin rest
you don’t know sh-t bout the lives that i led
if i died right here it’d be my 89th
death
ash in the path on the floor where i step
gettin high passin time in the mourge with my dead
died and found death then was forcеd to forget
used to want a family got orphaned instеad
on the floor where i bled where the poor only tread
f-ckin with me then that’s russian roulette
with a full f-ckin clip and a gun to ya head
my girl says im smokin too much again
in the graveyard lightin blunts for my friends
please don’t forget who inspired these kids
they said i’m fallin off then all their numbers stopped what a b-tch irony is
this governments showin a perfect example of what f-ckin modern day tyranny is
might stick a knife in this kid he keep eyein me b-tch
no matter how much i run from demons they seem to just find me again
in my room thinking i’m better off dying again

at 15 i stayed in my room all depressed takin pills that were pressed now i’m overly stressed
i’m bleedin can’t feel my heart beatin doc said he might have to rip open chest
if i die don’t you cry just know it’s for the best
tell my son that i love em and i tried my best
i know suicide ain’t designed for the rest
and they’ll probably think that i’m weak when i’m dead
but there’s enough life in the lines that i’ve left
and the people inside of this life that i’ve met
to be someone who they couldn’t ever forget
just know i’m findin rest when i’m finally dead
my girl wouldn’t feel like she should be if i was the one who was dead
without me always makin her stressed
if my brain continues to function i hope that our memories fill up my head
atleast it would be like i ain’t even left
in the graveyard there’s blood to the right and the left
ain’t felt alright in my mind or my head
my whole life alright fine let’s just cut to the end
in my dreams i’ve seen death almost 5 million times so if we talkin honestly what’s one more death
cigarettes mixed with cess while i grab on her breast
4 thousands nights we’ve stayed dead in this bed

- sadboyprolific

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