Find me dead on your arrival
Doctor's checkin' all my vitals
Search the scene, they can't find nothing
But a ghost grippin' a bottle
No one told me that your love was
Somethin' that I shouldn't follow
No one told me that my heart was
Somethin' that someone could borrow
You did that to me, tragedy
Fell in love with pain, it's attached to me
You're not my God anymore, it's not blasphemy
If I end up missin', girl, would you ask for me?
I hate scrollin' through a feed all day
Hate pouring blood, sweat and tears into a throwaway
Sold out shows but nobody even know me
I'm a lone wolf, I don't mind bein' lonely
I hope you get a taste, it's not the medicine that saved me
I was never sick, I needed everything you gave me
My good traits, my bad ones, my love and affection
It's so hard to look back, you took all the best ones
You did that to me, tragedy
Fell in love with pain, it's attached to me
You're not my God anymore, it's not blasphemy
If I end up missin', girl, would you ask for me?
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