#1 OF MILLIONS TO COME CHALLENGE...
• Written by Mizery1
I try on my own
I Cant seem to cope
People keep asking me
When will I blow
Hate all alone
Try to see snow
Try to keep low
But its likely ill go
Still see me running a big fucking mess
I cant listen to dickheads who keep ticking meth
i keep sinking and literally wish I was dead
Im not wishing for misery shits all I get
I try to write
But at night I like
To keep right in sight
Im alright with light
But Id like to fight
But keep ice in height
Im not alright with pipes
But its like im tight
Fuck every cunt who was ever a bitch
Straight to my face I dont need all this shit
Hate on the fakes who I chased round this ditch
Im okay with the mates who were hating to live
me in the click
Raid where you live
Blade to your ribs
im Afraid I will flip
In need of a towel
Im raunting the clouds
I keep blowing up and
Its all cause im down
Dont need you around
Its all for the pounds
I keep falling heavy
No need to see how
I need to see now
I sleep not the crown
I roll up when ready
Dont see me in town
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Mizery1
Member since June 3 2019