Lyrics: Sidney Phillips
Music: Sidney Phillips
I got scars all on meQuiet hits and I can’t sleep
And my wrists they itch and bleedTrue Religion branded jeans
I got scars on my armsI’m still scared of the dark
I love you with all my heartBut I let you down right from the start
She ain’t never met a cunt like meWhatever she want get it for free
Stomping in my evil shoes ‘round evil treesStaunched up, ****ed up, smoking weed
Drunk as **** who want it with me
Dior necklace shits on meOh who’s a bitch, take your shit for free
Drunk as **** who want it with me Sickest cunt it ain’t hard to imagine
Tinas, jeans they stay sagging
Arms on me cunt I feel like a krakenThis the shit that’ll wrеck your noggin
And the feds stay knockin, and the fеds stay knockin
I got scars all on meQuiet hits and I can’t sleep
And my wrists they itch and bleed
True Religion branded jeans
I got scars on my armsI’m still scared of the dark
I love you with all my heart
But I let you down right from the start
I’m so bored like the ape on my shirt
Communist like the ape on my shirt
Run with cunts made bread in the dirt
Run through grams every time I feel hurt
Don’t know me you just know my name
I’m back to the pills at the first sight of pain
Tightness all up in my chest
I run with cunts who know how it gets