[Smrtdeath]
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind, on the ride home, yeah, aaah
Yeah, yeah
[Smrtdeath]
You're on my mind, on the ride home, yeah, you get under my skin (under my skin, yeah)
Like you're standin' at the front door, yeah, waitin' for me, let you in (let you in, yeah)
A broken bottle on the sidewalk, yeah, no I couldn't be him (couldn't be him, yeah)
Seems like every time that I walk, I'm just steppin' into sin (steppin' into sin)
[Smrtdeath]
I don't know that much about 'em
But I know they talkin' all about me
Every time I go, I got a backup on me
Maybe see I got a problem
But I'm tellin' 'em
"I got solutions and my body's rotten, I got cosmolution"
I don't know the fuck they wantin'
But they said he askin' all these questions
I don't ever call 'em, I don't check the message
I ain't tryna teach no lessons
But I know, yeah, that they always watchin', yeah
They always watchin', keep 'em second guessin'
Sometimes I can't get you out my mind, yeah, yeah
Sometimes need to get out of my mind, yeah, yeah
Sometimes I just need to get high, yeah, yeah
I might have to take what I can find, yeah
Feel like baby, maybe, you can be the one to save me
'Cause sometimes I just really can't face these demons
Hate these ways that I'm dealin'
Guess I'll always hate these ways that I'm dealin'
[ Smrtdeath]
When I'm steppin' into sin
Might be how when my life ends, but it's where I begin
Steppin' into sin
Might be how when my life ends, but it's where I begin
[Smrtdeath]
You're on my mind, on the ride home, yeah, you get under my skin (under my skin, yeah)
Like you're standin' at the front door, yeah, waitin' for me, let you in (let you in, yeah)
A broken bottle on the sidewalk, yeah, know I couldn't be him (couldn't be him, yeah)
Seems like every time that I walk, I'm just steppin' into sin (steppin' into sin)
[Slug Christ]
It's too much, goddamn, it's just too much
You've been runnin' through my mind while I'm tryna run it up, eh
Run it up, eh, I'm outta touch but
When you're not here, it's so hard to give a fuck, my God
Off the porch, yah, been stepped off the porch, yah
This war, is it really what you wanted?
So gorgeous, so goddamn gorgeous
I'd love to forget, but it's just too late for that
I'll keep it real, a handful of pills
Chewed 'em all up, so I wouldn't have to feel, have to feel
Have to feel, a pocket full of bills
Spent it on myself, 'cause I'm solo in the field
Without you, without you
I learn how to, without you, yah
I can sit here sniffing dope all day
But that would never be enough to take away the pain, my love
[Smrtdeath]
You're on my mind, on the ride home, yeah, you get under my skin (under my skin, yeah)
Like you're standin' at the front door, yeah, waitin' for me, let you in (let you in, yeah)
A broken bottle on the sidewalk, yeah, no I couldn't be him (couldn't be him, yeah)
Seems like every time that I walk, I'm just steppin' into sin (steppin' into sin)
You're on my mind, on the ride home, yeah, you get under my skin (under my skin, yeah)
Like you're standin' at the front door, yeah, waitin' for me, let you in (let you in, yeah)
A broken bottle on the sidewalk, yeah, know I couldn't be him (couldn't be him, yeah)
Seems like every time that I walk, I'm just steppin' into sin (steppin' into sin)
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