Prayers

Chop my pain into a line, then I'll put it up my nose Say my grace upon my plate, pray this time I overdose That 17 is calling me, wanna put my ass to sleep Bury me, 6 feet you don't gotta cry for me Put my pain on a bean, still don't feel a fucking thing I'm insane and still people feel like feel like testing me You ain't tough boy, you look goofy, Oh no you ain't threatening I'm a walking suicide bitch my life ain't shit to me Murder me Murder me Murder me Murder me Murder me Murder me