🖤warning I wrote this back in December of last year I’m in a better headspace now (somewhat) anyways enjoy 🖤

I was gettin by

Not getting high

From January to September

I can’t tell you when or why I fell off the wagon can’t remember

Something about a girl

Late October or November

I got sick and tired of all the fighting

I surrender

Just took some Xanax that I got from my dealer

Drunk and fried

Barely alive but living life

A week goes by I need another liter

If I’m gonna die or live

Is up for question

But all I know

Is when the party’s over

I ain’t dying sober

When the party’s over

Fuck dying sober

Lord knows I can’t take this

But I can’t help but take it

When I Parrish

Promise me

You’ll put pills in my casket

Pills in my casket

By the grace of God

I’m still alive

But still getting high

I can’t help it

But on the brighter side

I’m only taking 3 instead of 5

That has to count for somethin

But I still keep falling in and out of holes I put myself in

I tried to stop

I just can’t stop

When the party’s over

I ain’t dyin sober

Oh lord I can’t take this

But I can’t help but take it

Pills in my casket

Promise me you’ll put pills in my casket

The lights are getting closer

Oh I ain’t dying sober

When I don’t make it

Put pills in my casket

Pills in my casket