PAIN lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK]
I will make your corpse dance
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Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: BLCKK]
Yeah, yeah
I feel life has never been important, either way, I'm born b*tch
I'm working 'til I'm tourin', ​yeah yeah
'Member all that money in the drawerm sh*t
I spent that on more drinks, once I get my fix, I need some more of it
Back again, uh, f*ckin' up everything I touch again
Swear to God, think I need to stay inside more
Slammin' my doors, b*tch, you done
Got no time for pickin' up no calls, already f*cked it up
Keep that sh*t a thousand, I want mine in pounds, b*tch
I know where it come from, nobody give a f*ck
From the first, to the debt, b*tch, worry 'bout a check, b*tch
Make that sh*t your friend, b*tch, use it 'til it bent, b*tch

[Verse 2: 8corpses]
Don't know what I'm doing no more
Bashing my head against the front door
Ever since you left it's f*ckin' hurt, falling to the floor
I've been weary, drinking more, how the f*ck does one live anymore?
Life is such a bore, waking up is like a chore
Mind is filled with so much gore
If suicidal thoughts were sexual, I would be a whore
f*cked up my life like it was porn
Living in the dark, like my life is color graded in noir
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