Hmm, I dont even fucking do this song for real But I wouldnt be real if I
I be sitting by myself and I be thinking, mama what have I All I was a family but I when I look I be the only one Losing everything but money, left And I dont even get to see my
happiness I get is in the studio When I get to do run On the road, doing shows, get the woes when it Getting cold, getting owed, but the getting sowed
I been doing this a minute, but I I want to end it Cuz I think Im on a higher level I go But the I be doing it, be losing it I'mma make it really tough for me to
All I was a family portrait See my babys on a with horses But I was fucking bitches in corsets I was really good, then I torched it
Im Mrs. Jackson Im speaking for real And I never to make your daughter cry But I guess Im a failure women Im lost and I like I oughta die
like it, Im rotting away, my life is jus off in the gray How much does it I will pay to lay and be off in a coffin today I off in ashes, this life and after it clashes, if I get blasted This is suicide letters all over again, I thought I passed it
But I guess that I didnt cuz one is written And there is no But I broke, I'mma a when I croak I jus hope I wont be descending
But this a joke, I want you to know That Nina is never pretending Alone in my bed with a gun to my Asking, where is my happy ending?
me who it is? What me? Where is my happy about me? Is this a life living?
You know how it But how it end for me? I ever live? Or He have it in for me? Will pop before I stop breathing? Is there in this dark Im seeing?
Yeah, I put my life in music, Nina is inside out I set my heart out for people, they know what the inside Will they keep feeling forever this? I doubt Can never cry for so if you listening this my shout
Im searching for the to happiness But Im so I have to lay in nastiness Yes this a strange year, worldwide near But the game's queer, sometime I feel Im rudolph the reindeer
But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red And the music, they said blows is on the top and the cred Can you resurrect a mothafucka that feel he possess a dead soul? Deteriorates when inferior state, almost to bread mold?
Now as my head goes, wish I could those Because all of the times the was shorted when I bled froze So now that Im cold blooded and hella Is what the med shows, the slows And even think you reviving a dead rose, yeah
me who it is? What me? is my happy ending? What me? Is this a life worth
You know how it But how it end for me? I ever live? Or does he it in for me? Will this pop before I breathing? Is there light in this Im seeing?
Listen, Im on the verge of but Im competent Im breaking, so I this one to vent The reason I look when you talk to me My brain is producing evilness, Im drowning in 151 and rum I
how I feel I sit in the mirror this gun and practice how to kill But I know damn that the people like me Really wanna know how to
This is life is bout it, check it Think of all the I lost Because my quest is not a
I feel like you, stupid, dont talk to me Im up I mean laughter, Im full of bitterness and its backing up And I live with angels but lately demons been up Tug of war my spirits, see the blood Im hacking up
I love my kids and my fans, inside I sob Cuz you paid the price for my life and its right like Bob And I wont pretend its okay, Im no facade starter So I guess my only happy is at a massage parlor, yeaa
me who it is? What me? is my happy ending? What me? Is this a life living?
You know how it But how it end for me? Will I live? Or does he it in for me? Will pop before I stop breathing? Is there light in this Im seeing?