Tartini

[Intro]
I don't wanna meet The Devil, demons follow me like cattle
I want God to fight my battles
Tartini, show me a dream
They want my soul but what's in it for me
What's in it for me?
(Sh1ny)

[Verse]
I don't wanna meet The Devil, demons follow me like cattle
I want God to fight my battles
Tartini, show me a dream
They want my soul but what's in it for me
What's in it for me?
Wearing corpse paint like I'm Dead
Memories in my head, I can't go to sleep
I haven't slept in weeks
Feeling so sick, I know that I'm dying
This song might be the last one I'm ever writing
Puked in my interview, had to scrap that shit
Blacked out on my phone my manager was pissed
RIP Dead, sometimes I wish I was dead
Take a shotgun, aim it at my head
Almost killed someone last week, I'm sorry about that
Christine Chubbuck, I'll die on the web
People rewinding my songs like look what he said
I don't know what I said, I can't remember what I said
There's not enough room in my head, I spent it all learning about Soundcloud lessons
When I die I know people will be sad and shit, but just know that I'll be happy I'm off this planet
I'm tired of this shit, I'm tired of the bull, I just wanna go, they wanna pull