lamb

All of these hollows

Blossom just like flowers

I am the gospel

Don't know who to follow

God like apollo

I'm fallin apart

None of the money does something for me

My ***** gon drive me crazy

Don't know who at fault

Arguments, arguments causing fatigue

My vision gettin hazy

Pills in a toy story backpack

Just so he do not get lazy

I really hate thinking bout that

Demon demon eat me up

Pour my blood into a cup

Went ahead, fed you my love

Which apparently wasn'nt enough

19,with the world on my shoulders

God on my back

Devil in my ear

How could i run from that