Urban Gothic

Way these walls are talking you would think I was a prophet Chillin with my plug a cvs up in his pocket We got gangster habits but my friends are urban gothic And I got no soul to sell it's been a minute since I lost it There aint no love in me, I'm a fuckin vampire Try to take a shot for me and it's gon' fucking backfire No we're not the people you should look up to or admire If I'm really honest my heart belongs in a campfire But I can't die, and all I bleed is ichor All I see is lifeless bodies every time I cypher All your friends are vipers I got friends I fucking die For if you f*ck with them then you gon' do the same an eye for eye for Got my empathy, that and what it did for me Back when I was killin souls, that was just a sin for me Death is just a symphony, I think in dark epiphanies I drink until there's nothing left to drink I think it's killing me Way these walls are talking you would think I was a prophet Chillin with my plug a cvs up in his pocket We got gangster habits but my friends are urban gothic And I got no soul to sell it's been a minute since I lost it Yeah, uh, tell me what you fuckin want If you bring your girls around they might turn into some sluts If we end up we feelin' down we gon' turn right to the drugs, yuh Really we're all lucky that we keep on waking up, yuh Fuckin' with this cyanide I taste it in my cup, yuh Ain't it a bitch, livin' is makin' me itch, thinking of makin' a switch Takin a whip, into a lake or a ditch Why should I pay for my sins, I can't repent, if I don't even regret All of the shit that I've done, cause up in my head, I'm already dead, bitch Way these walls are talking you would think I was a prophet Chillin with my plug a cvs up in his pocket We got gangster habits but my friends are urban gothic And I got no soul to sell it's been a minute since I lost it