d**h4Thoughts - Eulogy lyrics

[Verse 1] Slice across my wrists Self punishment it seems Never go up the stream Screw infinite dreams I'm Jay Deen's antonym Barely hot I'm on preheat, a weenie My body is a cage This music's key tends to free me I lust silence Violet dots on my iris when i open my eye lids To see violence Be seen and be quiet I can barely function with no hunchin' Hate my guts for nothing, its disgusting s**ing up to rubbish Out of luck when there's discussions Of disowning like my mother contemplated Get your southerns conjugated I'll fillet you with that stainless Then I'll slay you like some venison Slit your throat and let it spray Like Axe on adolescent men Erase, who's irate My mind state likes live steak, my cla**mates are cornflakes I'm half baked, with pure hate Stay replacing fresh slates Facing fates like templates Yesterday's like the next day Ill flank to you 'til your neck breaks What they say, what they say Stains Leaving stains in my hellbent brain Plain 'ol insecurities rule me until I'm self slain I don't digest pain Its fangs drain all that is left Sane leaves me like a mess Rest is d**h, d**h is best Then I break down like a compound On some steps, sweater vest Better yet, "cryer vest" Don't invest in me Especially if you have pestered me Tested me Threatened me While collect pet peeves My property's what I possess In my chest, but its a mockery Screw your sovereignty Screw your sovereignty Surrounded by these clocks and teens The soccer team gets glocked and creamed When I count sheep they're sloppily topped It's Lewinsky themed But when I'm treated like a chicken I don't make a peep with all this shyness Face my fate, ill surely taste defeat I have no guidance I'll go spineless, blind with rage But... My body is a cage! I lust silence Violet dots all on my iris Sirens go off of violence And my stomach It fills with vomach I can barely function with no hunchin' Slicing across my wrist You watched it run We saw the blood We saw it coming [Hook] This is what its come to I got nowhere to run to My sentence is impromptu And this is what its come to I take hell on Earth for you Let you do the things you do In self lies, i find the truth Think its time you get a clue Of all the crap you put me through This is what its come to I got nowhere to run My sentence is impromptu And this is what its come to I take hell on Earth for you Let you do the things you do In self lies, i find the truth Think its time you get a clue Of all the crap you put me through Put this in my eulogy (could you put this in my eulogy) [Verse 2] It's kind of romantic How life flirts with tragic Its lovely, static, or savage However crafted I'll have it Even dramatics As long as it's in my hands, my plans, ventriloquist with my bucket list Flip the script for no man The problem is you These children need some self reflection I belong in a zoo Next to God and h*mo erectus Serpents all on my garden And if i need to protect it I will But that all that extra shizz don't better my health Heighten my wealth, or make me feel wonders under my belt I live to save these lonely kids from feeling how I have felt No jay deen But screw everyone In the end just myself I can't throw hate when my estate Is a gla** shell if you can't tell ........ ....... b**h. Tell