I DO NOT WANNA GO
SUICIDE DEMONS STILL KNOCKING AT MY DOOR
WANT ME HANGING FROM A ROPE
BLOOD TRICKLING DOWN MY THROAT
I TELL THEM GOD SAID NO
THEY ASKED ME DOES THAT EVEN MATTER BRO?
YOU WANT SMOKE?
OKAY HERE'S SOME SHATTER BRO
I JUST HOPE YOU KNOW
ONE WAY OR ANOTHER WE GON STEAL YA SOUL
HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE ALONE?
NO WIFEY FOR YOU OR ANY HOES
YOU SAID YOU WAITING ON GOD YOU SOUND LAME BRO
HOW YOU FORGET EVERYONE THE SAME BRO?
HOW YOU FORGET THEY RUNNING GAME BRO
YOU MIGHT AS WELL SLIT YA OWN THROAT
I HOPE YOU KNOW
YOU'LL ALWAYS BE A HOE
I SAID I'D RATHER BE A DEMON'S FOE
THEN LET SATAN EVER TAKE CONTROL
RIDING OUT ALONE
I DON'T FEEL COLD
GOD'S TRUTH IS WHAT HE TOLD
HE TOLD ME I WON'T DIE ALONE
