TheyOnlyNoticeYouWhenYoureDead

Yeah, turn me up a bit

Little louder

Yeah, that's good, that's good

Yeah, aye, aye

Ayy, aye. Aye, aye, aye

Fuck it, fuck it

Aye, aye

Kill me, kill me, ha

Aye, aye

Yuh, aye

Aye, ha, aye

Aye, aye, ha

Aye

I’m on the edge, aye, point that gun right at my fucking head

Bloody red, aye, when I’m dead bet they all gon' regret

Now they care, weren’t aware before but now they all upset

Fucking trifling, ha, how they treating death like it’s a trend

I’m fake depressed, huh? What the fuck you know about the stress?

Fuck a friend, yuh, only thing I truly trust is death, I confess

Look where my heart's supposed to be, there’s nothing left

Carve my flesh, yuh, carve my flesh, yuh (Yeah), yuh