BLOODSTAIN (All Alone)

Uh I been tired all my life one day I'll get to go to sleep forever Top drawer filled with paystubs and prison letters Propaganda propped up on the TV, I don't get the message I wont get the message Ima send it when they least expect it You was in my head rent free now that lease indebted But I got no hard feelings til the bitter ending It don't matter like the message that the critics sending It don't matter, it don't matter, it don't matter no I got it handled got it covered I don't need a soul But I could really use a soul I been all alone (I been all alone) Friction on my hands fiction on my phone (Yeah) I'm tired of trynna fix em Ima let em go Got it handled got it covered I don't need a soul But I could really use a soul I been all alone (All alone) Friction on my hands fiction on my phone I'm tired of trynna fix it Ima let it go Why'd I send that message, why'd I send it? Did I need affection? I was never taught it needed lessons And some deeper blessings Deeper meanings making deeper questions Got my feet cemented Trapped inside was feeling every second Wrote my deepest letters Trapped inside was feeling every second Wrote my deepest letters Yeah Trapped inside was feeling every second Wrote my deepest letters These ain't just words on a page Cut deep blood finna stain (Yeah) These ain't just words on a page I been cut deep now my blood finna stain These ain't just words on a page Cut deep my blood finna stain These ain't just words on a page I been cut deep now my blood finna stain Clipse Goodnight, Clipse