
OFf My hEaD
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Lyrics
Verse 1
My momma stayed out late that night,
I learned to lock the door.
I been making cereal since I was only 4.
Shit been heavy on my chest
I can't even lie
Every time I wake up, I wish that I died.
Spinnin in my head again,
My thoughts run off the tracks,
Maybe if I just pretend, maybe I'll relax.
Grew up in a broken home
You know I had to fight,
Dug up all my enemies
And fuckin killed em twice (huh-yh)
Pre-Chorus
Living a fucked up life
Chorus
Time is ticking clock keeps skipping, hours of my life
Hourglass keeps tippin, the sand into my eyes.
In this land of living, there's only so much time.
If I took a minute, to look towards the skies.
Id hold my hands up prayin, start beggin for my life.
Gun pressed to my temple, the noose already tied.
I've gotta start living, before I end up dead.
I've gotta stop trippin, I'm off my fucking head.
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'm off my fucking head
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'll probably end up dead
Verse 2
My brother called me twice last week
I can't answer the phone
I'm locked inside a mental cage
A prison of my own
I could blame my mental health
I could blame my mom
I could close my eyes again
And just full up my lungs
If I fall asleep again and I don't ever wake
I know they will bury me,
Right next to your grave.
I can feel the weight of life
Tied around my feet
If I jump into the sea
Be shore to let me sink
Pre-Chorus
Cah
Chorus
Time is ticking clock keeps skipping, hours of my life
Hourglass keeps tippin, the sand into my eyes.
In this land of living, there's only so much time.
If I took a minute, to look towards the skies.
Id hold my hands up prayin, start beggin for my life.
Gun pressed to my temple, the noose already tied.
I've gotta start living, before I end up dead.
I've gotta stop trippin, I'm off my fucking head.
Post-Chorus
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'm off my fucking head
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'll probably end up dead
Bridge
I pray to the gods,
I beg for my life,
Angels all around me,
But i can't see the light.
Cah
Chorus
Time is ticking clock keeps skipping, hours of my life
Hourglass keeps tippin, the sand into my eyes.
In this land of living, there's only so much time.
If I took a minute, to look towards the skies.
Id hold my hands up prayin, start beggin for my life.
Gun pressed to my temple, the noose already tied.
I've gotta start living, before I end up dead.
I've gotta stop trippin, I'm off my fucking head.
Post-Chorus outro
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'm off my fucking head
Oh-oh oh-oh
I'll probably end up dead
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