Wrists (feat. Mavericc)

I don't wanna know a single thing About where you've been And why you didn't come home last night I plead the fifth You open wrists I don't wanna do this anymore I'm running right to the door Don't slow me down You can stick around I said it for the last time The last time Wishin that you were as bright  As a flashlight Running out of batteries Counting all the times you were mad at me Tragedy struck in the form of over exaggeration And I know your best friends with satan Sittin in some cabin wasted face it you're lost You're LOST You're LOST You're LOST You're LOST I don't want you to go I need you to stay