Doomed!

Chopped heads on a fucking stick

Looking straight at me

Did I put them there?

I don't live in here

I don't know this hood

I don't bring my car

Or my fucking scar

How did I survive, only with a knife?

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed

Briefcase with money

There's a car on the driveway

Gonna call to my honey

We gonna spend the year away

I just need to clean the fingerprints

I just need to clean the fingerprints

Set fire on everything

Set fire on everything

Take guns, glove compartment

Sirens, donut department

Now I'm on the street

200 mph

They already are behind

Gonna get to the happy hour

Fuck, now I have to torch the car

Call my sugar from a bar (yea yea yea)

We gonna catch a plane (yea yea yea)

Paris, France or Spain (yea, yeah)

Rain started not a good sign

I just wanna let this behind

Someone calls me on my cellphone

We gonna find you, this is Clyde

Shit, this is Clyde

Alright

Listen to me, this is j, I'm not scared of your little games

If you don't wanna leave me alone I'm gonna kill your families

Your families

Listen to me, this is j, I'm not scared of your little games

If you don't wanna leave me alone I'm gonna kill your families

Your families

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed

Bunch of bodies in the room

In my mind it's just a bloom

I came here by afternoon

Oh my God, I'm doomed