Wake up in a ditch, blood on my kicks
Liquor by my body and I can't feel shit
Blood on my lips, few cuts on my wrist
And my brand-new shirt full of dirt, fuck this
Pull myself up, I am the enemy
Stop with fuckery, you ain't no friend of me
Evil embodied is what I was meant to be
Anti to everything
Gripping the dirt, I can feel my self frail
I'm weakened by every time I have failed to recognise
I can control any aspect of life that I like
If it bothers me, I will not hide
Takin' a fuckin' blade up in my spine
Look up at my face and tell me, am I doin' fine
I cannot seem to be one with the demons
A feeling I fear I will never describe
(A king does not rule, he is only a symbol)
You don't wanna be another motherfucker layin' in the bottom of the sea
Or takin' a swing up in a tree, I'm thinkin'
Of every time I coulda, woulda put a fuckin' bullet
In the book of everything that I be callin' my dreams
I guess I'm tired of all of these fuckers
That can't seem to keep my name outta their mouth
Bitch, I never beat around a bush
I tell a pussy what I'm 'bout and
I won't ever give a fuck about a thing called clout
Nowhere to run, I got nowhere to call my home
None of these motherfuckers hit my phone
I don't wanna walk on this road alone
Blood on my shoes, now there's blood in the snow
Blood in the snow
