I'm Very Close With My

The Devil Tryna Rip Out My Soul. Lost My Soul. I'll See You In Hell. I See The Devil Linger On, Stuck In My Hell.

I Used To Take Sharpies And Draw On My Pillowcases, And Then Go To Sleep On Them And Wake Up With Red Marker From The Drool All On My Face.

Music Has Been There For Me When No One Else Was And The Only Thing That Stays When Everyone Else Leaves

You'd Commit Suicide Trying To Read My Mind

I Was Definitely High-fiving Death A Couple Of Times.