Yeah my friends depressed lately
All my Bros be hella lonely
But i think its just kinda strange
Wanna be at the end of a shooting range
Got these feelings they can't exchange
Its the past they can't outrun
They so done, wanna use a gun
End it all with the pull of a trigger
Seems problems can't get any bigger
Yeah it ain't sparkles and some glitter
Feel like god is a trickster
Drown it in liquor
Pop a few xans
Yeah Its the popularity
Don’t need some clarity, might need some therapy
Just to keep my sanity
Feelin’ all the agony
Floatin’ in galaxy
Wish it was a fantasy
Trippin’ on some ecstasy
Feelin’ all the agony
Floatin’ in a galaxy
Wish it was a fantasy
Trippin’ on some ecstasy
Yeah my friends depressed lately
All my Bros be hella lonely
But i think its just kinda strange
Wanna be at the end of a shooting range
Got these feelings they can't exchange
Its the past they can't outrun
They so done, wanna use a gun
End it all with the pull of a trigger