PreacherST

Toxic Thoughts

PreacherST
Toxic Thoughts

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14 Apr 2020

#dark #rap #hiphop #toxic #pain #anger #numb #die #thoughts #lost #suicide God where you go I got a heavy conscience, I know Something behind my mind bugs, eating slow eating on my thoughts, eating my soul I know Hate this existence, just wanna let go everything get's up to me, right upto my throat born without a destiny, I'm so broke oh no so toxic, I hate this this pain is suffocating can't face this, some acids I pop them, start fading my blood spills, my throat slits i scream so hard everytime a blade sticks in but it doesn't kill, a rope grips in but it doesn't feel, choking fist my thoughts tear apart my black heart my soul is raped behind the eyes of God overdosed and toxic i fume smoke, I've lost it black tears on pale skin my own blood I'm tasting it's dark sunday and I'm going out no callbacks I'm just blowing out where's the god at he's long dead where my prayers go they are lodged in hell you don't know me I can't find myself you can hold me but you can never help God forgot me or I am too sick he hates to see me like I'm his bitch i got 6 bullets name on each of them for all my senses so I can feel no pain but it won't help the pain won't stop god where in the hell are u when I need you a lot

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4 years ago

#dark #rap #hiphop #toxic #pain #anger #numb #die #thoughts #lost #suicide God where you go I got a heavy conscience, I know Something behind my mind bugs, eating slow eating on my thoughts, eating my soul I know Hate this existence, just wanna let go everything get's up to me, right upto my throat born without a destiny, I'm so broke oh no so toxic, I hate this this pain is suffocating can't face this, some acids I pop them, start fading my blood spills, my throat slits i scream so hard everytime a blade sticks in but it doesn't kill, a rope grips in but it doesn't feel, choking fist my thoughts tear apart my black heart my soul is raped behind the eyes of God overdosed and toxic i fume smoke, I've lost it black tears on pale skin my own blood I'm tasting it's dark sunday and I'm going out no callbacks I'm just blowing out where's the god at he's long dead where my prayers go they are lodged in hell you don't know me I can't find myself you can hold me but you can never help God forgot me or I am too sick he hates to see me like I'm his bitch i got 6 bullets name on each of them for all my senses so I can feel no pain but it won't help the pain won't stop god where in the hell are u when I need you a lot

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