Diemonds

What I hate most in this life is a long night Four walls and no calls, and no lights But the moonlight creepin' through the blinds Ceiling fan on high spinnin' I'm beginning to believe that Tonight is the night dead by dawn I'll shred my palms to the end of my arm I'm spread and gone, embalmed Put me in the dirt where I belong Existence is overrated anyway Fifty years later They won't remember you're dead Six billion people living as civilians And I hated them all I should have been a vermillion Reptilian living in a swamp (At least I'd have scales to Protect me from the pain) Enter the void with my wrist shackled up Codeine and water that fill up my cup Visuals glisten when I get fucked up Rehab's for quitters and I don't give up Cockin' the nine if you wanna act tough This all by design, I don't have any luck When it comes to them dollars Don't make me get buck Hollow tip showers when I go and bust Tell me the reason you wanna be us I'll tell you good riddance and Then get the fuck Used to fuck bitches in back of the bus Nothin' has changed, bitch I'm still bustin' nuts Always complainin' 'bout bitches and love When I don't feel nothing, no, not even lust Triple six demons, in Satan we trust Killing these motherfuckers is a must --- DIEMONDS - $uicideBoy$