Paper Bag Mask - $uicideboy$

Talk ya' ass off

Can you back it up?

Talk ya' ass off

Can you back it up?

Talk ya' ass off

Can you back it up?

Talk ya' ass off

Can you back it up?

Back up in the spot with a hole in my skull

Bitches all around me lining up just to fuck, so I

Light up a cig', pass me the rig

Been chasing this high since I was a lil' kid

Now I’m in and out of rehab, fuckin' bitches while we relapse

Run up on you with the ski mask

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em

Isolated, forsaken, these bitches still chasin'

Withdrawals got me achin' and shakin' and vacant

Lookin' like Satan

Pray to the Pagans to ride on some Daytons and feel so complacent

Fuck it, get faded, can’t take the temptation

I’m killing myself all alone in the basement

Talk ya' ass off

Can you back it up?

Talk ya' ass off

I’m gonna pull—

I’m gonna pull the mask off of my face and only my skull will remain

Look in the fuckin' empty space that is my eyes

You’ll see the flames

Tryin' to step out of this fucking frame

Chemicals offered to numb the pain

Damaging certain parts of my brain

Damaging certain parts of a dame

I grab a brush and paint the rainbow until it’s covered up in grey

Until it’s covered up in grey

Stone globe, whole world decay

'Til it’s covered up in grey

Stoned boy can’t relate to the problems of today

I’ve been explained, I claim these graves

I’ve been exposed, remain the stain

I gain new fame, increase my chains

These fuckboys slain, drain blood from veins