Lyrics

Where is the world I've been looking for
Oh, it's been a while since I'm almost home
Oh, I'm hiding in this town, in the water and stones
The ocean's rising, does it even know
I been hiding ever since a little one
My mama's only son, daddy's got some guns
We can go out to the farm and shoot for fun
I been playing with fire ever since I was only one
See the flame in his eyes, smile wide
Sick and psychotic, it's erotic the way it makes me feel inside
When that animal dies, shot him dead with a bullseye
Straight through the heart, you a straw man
And I'm holding a motherfucking dart
Lit cigarette tucked between my lips
I'ma fuck up your shit
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Ever since I grew up, I been a little screw up
Sipping on a flask, never left shit in the past
Still a psycho, playing with my rifle
I can get you hyped though
It's disgusting what passes from ear to ear
All the shitty things I hear
Look at myself in fear
Heard you touched her with more than just a hand
That's some shit we can't stand
Drag him out in the hallway
Fuck, I thought you was a man
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Time passes me by in the blink of an eye
I'm 21, soon to be 25, 45 and then I die
Never thought to ask why any of it happened
I guess I stay steady laughing
Everybody think that I'm bat shit
(Fuck that)
But time is not kind, no line to rewind
It's fine cause we die old and decrepit
Busted and bested, better than lessons
The world gave me hatred, sacred and blessings
I live life as a weapon, destructive and restless
Till the day that I'm lifeless
Till the day that I'm lifeless
Bone bone burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Bone bone burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king with the champion passing
Broke bone, burn hoes with the cigarette ashing
Young kid, young king, young champion passing
Written by: Rowan Knopf
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