MODERN DAY HEMINGWAY lyrics

I just want everything to go away
That would really f*cking make my day
I don’t give a f*ck about your goddamn bullsh*t
Shut the f*ck up or eat a full clip

Feign a f*ck to give, f*ck a life to live
I’m sick of this sh*t so I’ll throw myself off a bridge
Slit my wrist, paint this b*tch blood red
I ain’t leaving till I’m confirmed dead
Modern day Hemingway scrambled brains after oj
Buckshot point blank through my head
Better to go out on your terms is what they said

Feign a f*ck to give, f*ck a life to live
I’m sick of this sh*t so I’ll throw myself off a bridge
Slit my wrist, paint this b*tch blood red
I ain’t leaving till I’m confirmed dead
Modern day Hemingway cause Cobain is too cliche
Buckshot point blank through my head
Better to go out on your terms is what they said