Who Knew I'd Have More Friends In The Catacombs ft. SynthBlxxd, Noaah & Resentvul Lyrics

Couple of convicts looking for conflict

Keep it together

I already lost it

Pack got me coughing

Back in my coffin

Tell them that I wanna die

Cause it's often

I'm feeling dread

I'm causing terror

Glass fucking shatter

Can't look in the mirror

Hearing some chatter

My head couldn't clear up

Fuck all these actors

Ain't nothing I'm scared of

I do it better and better than most

All my competitors turning to ghosts

Problems get settled, I handle my foes

Probably get wet up, the hammer gon' blow

I been balling, they been calling

I been ignoring, I been recording

They been sleeping, they been snoring

Up every morning, I've been important

Making all these bands now, hoe

Satan said we planned out

We bound to make it stand out

Making all these bands now, hoe

Satan said we planned out

That wicked shit we stay bout

Wake at night, you spot my death

Eyes so red, I'm off that meth

Keep these bitches so alive

They shaking at my every breath

I'm feeling demise from the pain of I despise

Of these bitches that can't even open their eyes

Look in the sky

Repulsion is high

I just want feeling outside of the lies

Sipping on this grey

Bitch, my vision going blurred

Ripping through my liver

While my speech is getting slurred

Picking up that blunt

Hoe my brain is getting stirred

Staring out this shell

Shit so woozy like a bird agh

Making all these bands now, hoe

Satan said we planned out

We bound to make it stand out

Making all these bands now, hoe

Satan said we planned out

That wicked shit we stay bout

Fuck my life and fuck that bitch

For making me so fucking rich

Take that razor, cut my wrist

Then think about the things I did

Put me in the grave

Six feet under how I lay

Some things never change

Sadness stays the same

Hate myself and leave this place

I hate life, this shit so fake

Sip some lean and take a case

Go back to the better days

Can't feel my own fucking face

Do some more, with hope it's laced

Take a gun and pull the trigger

Life couldn't end any quicker