Testo di Nails

I got nails on my back, scratched up like a cat attack Throat grab, now she throw a jab, laying all blind and gagged Life is a bitch tryna fuck (tryna fuck) But I don't wanna fuck, rather she suck on my dick and throw up Bitch you didn't give a fuck who I was (who I was) Till I got a bit of buzz but I'm still not really shit Fuck up anything that get up in the way of being a level 11 mage And I really wanna thank Crowley and light Why try? Do or die I pretend I'm doing fine Really, I want to get high But I refrain 'cause it never did help me Show a sign That I'm meant to be alive Looking, I can't find the light (can't find the light) I don't give a motherfuck about a bitch Every bitch only want one thing from me Back up, let me be alone Let me self-loath Vulnerable soul with nowhere to go Nail me to the cross and watch me bleed out I'm sick of living like I'm already dead