i would rather die...

Pour that red in a cup (Whoa oh oh) Brody got the backwoods filled with indica (It's for the soul) F*ck it yah I'm just running from the pain of being alone You're the only place I ever seem to feel at home Let me put it this way Don't know what I'll do if you look at him the way you look at me Don't know what I'll do if I see you with someone that's not me Truth be told I would rather die I would rather die I would rather die Than move on with my life cause it could have been me Who skrrtt roun with you holding down your thighs in that new passenger seat Okay let's go (Mmm yo ay) Watch them butterfly blow away (Hm yeah no way) If you could you'd dig below my grave No no no no name Say you grown and got no shame Shouting too loud your throat strained (Told her lose her pride) She would rather die But she would rather... Die But she would rather Pour the red in a cup She would rather die (Oouu ouuu) But she would rather... Die (Ouuu ouu) (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) Lemme put it this way She would rather Pour that red in a cup Lemme put it this way I'm just running from the pain Truth be told (Ohh hmm yo ay) Being alone, I rather die Don't know what I'll do if you look at him the way you look at me Don't know what I'll do if I see you with someone that's not me Truth be told I would rather die I would rather die I would rather die Don't know what I'll do if you look at him the way you look at me Don't know what I'll do if I see you with someone that's not me Truth be told I would rather die I would rather die I would rather die I would rather die Pour the red in a cup Whoaa oh whoa