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