Pass Away

my blood smells like ginseng teas

broken mirrors you & me

let mi rot in all this shit

crawling in my skin

colder then the slumber

then knifes on the throat

im only w8 for reason to let it go

(is it tough 2 let it go)

when pain everyday is same

only way is to pass away

sunlight hurts my eyes when i collapse

crush my heart & baby froze it up

i think i’m way too strung out

i just wanna be what you

want me,

make me anything

you please me,

crave me like somethings worn all out

i think i’m way too strung out

i’m cold,

i’m freezing for you

but you won’t even touch me

maybe if i was pretty you’d want me,

maybe if i was pretty you’d want me