FLYING

A lot of remorse yeaa im dying A lot of regret and im still living A lot of drugs in my stomach Still no hapiness Off the drugs no passion Like nothing taste good Back in my childhood In my memoriess It was sweet Now its tasting bitter It aint tasting better Cheesy like its cheddar Mog living life getting richer I was sad until i met her But 2 weeks later i feel the same again Off the drugs again Flying Dying Fighting demons To live by Im highhh Fast life A lot of remorse yeaa im dying A lot of regret and im still living A lot of drugs in my stomach Percocets is the strongest Losing my passion Like nothing taste good anymore Back in the childhood In my memoriess It was sweet Satan told me he got some newsss Percocets is getting stronger i live blue I guess im getting better nahh im a fool Drug aint healing shit On my heart a bandage Girl dont ever take advantage Or imma drop name Dont you play games Mind Control is for the fake F*ck up going to my grave Hold up new text im glued to my phone Today To my phone today Off the drugs i feel like a mistake A lot of remorse yeaa im dying A lot of regret and im living A lot of drugs in my stomach and i cant reverse it nothing taste good back in my childhood in my memories it was sweet Now its bitter