Voids

I'm just tryna fill a void Fill the void the needle makes I'm just tryna to avoid the sweats the shits and then the shakes I don't give a f*ck if its puddle water or lemonade Load it up and shoot it up if I can even find a vein Bellringers got my head bumper harder than the 808's Oh my fucking what I think I'm gonna puke get out my way Feel the icy rush my legs are wobblin can't get my vision straight I can't hear a thing of what you mumble or the shit you say My eyes are clouded up skin is clammy lookin kinda grey Lookin kinda frail and limb cuz everyday I'm shedding weight Probably cuz I spend my days in constant state of sedative Incompetent in the court of law because I'm such a vegetive I love to see the blood shoot back yeah it's kinda sick Take the needle out take a breath let it run and drip Little bit of brown couple xans that's the landing gear Take a hit of loud fading out then I disappear