Blood on the floor

I don’t feel the way I once did before
Dealing with pain and suffering give me more
I’m watching you run out the back door
I’ll be waiting for the blood to spill out on the floor
Chasing after you is my favorite chore
To see you in a coffin yeah that’s what I adore
All my life I only ever wanted gore
Working til my hands are sore
Buying drugs and it’s not at the store
Back then I used to pray asking if I’d figure out what I live for
But I’m still thinking what it’d be like to be drifting out from the shore
No longer got the iron tucked inside the drawer
Gave up on liquor don’t want another shot poured
Wasting away cuz life has me be bored
Thinking to the days when I was kid roasting s’mores
On the streets and I would avoid these whores
Had conversations with myself about what they care for
Don’t believe I’m born to know what love is yet now I’m living knowing I’m yours
I don’t feel the way I once did before
Dealing with pain and suffering give me more
I’m watching you run out the back door
I’ll be waiting for the blood to spill out on the floor
Chasing after you is my favorite chore
To see you in a coffin yeah that’s what I adore
All my life I only ever wanted gore
Working til my hands are sore
Buying drugs and it’s not at the store

Emo rap, trap, haunting ethereal with hard bass, hip hop