I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm down, touch me I'm feeling down, me
What kind of God is Gave me the hottest bitch Then took the life her chest and left a pile of shit Sloppy with a fork, so Chris feed her To numb to cum, she piss while I eat her
I tell her, keep her head up even though I hold it up for her And she seizure she try and get up I know I'm perking her but stop what's hurting her No sleep with her screaming all night, I'm thinking of her
Her paid for the coffin and left state signing the contract, do not resuscitate Yellin' for mommy I dip in the to calm me I'm known in town as the creep that's into
I can't get sound you make out of my head I even figure out what's making it I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't even out what's making it
Stare in her eyes to past horror Morphine tolerated, I'm out coppin' horse for her Like I have to go through hell again Her skin is like saran wrap, barely hangin' her skeleton
With each one of her defined my crib's designed To keep the light out cause she lift the blinds Drifting behind, I'll be outta friends Nobody visits the guy that the body in his bedroom
She's barely alive and taking life me no appetite but the meningitis is still hungry Wants to make But I had to substitute it holding hands while we take drugs
I get that sound you make out of my head I even figure out what's making it I can't get sound you make out of my head I even figure out what's making it
cold as a corpse and still holding the source Up in the air like, one day the cover is Took the IV out her tried to give me a kiss Before I tasted her lips, she her hips
shaking couldn't feed her no medication To scared to beat on her chest in fear It'd in Death waved again and time leaves her In a coma, for a week, to up to more seizures
But this time like the rest I can see right through her chest And see her ain't got no fuckin' beats left Then a voluptuous ghost from a host Looking like she did in high then fades when I get close
I can't get that sound you out of my head I can't even out what's making it I get that sound you make out of my head I can't even out what's making it
I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm down, touch me I'm feeling down, me