even in hell,

Ghost type women always send me the most love
Even when you smile all I feel is your cold blood
(All I feel is ur cold blood)
You’re gonna turn me to stone cuz
Even when I’m dying all I feel is the ghost of
Trying to change myself
Is that wrong
When I try not to hate myself
When you’re gone
Just cry and berate myself
All the ways that you talk to me
Whine about the pain that it costed me
It’s the wrong road
For some jewelry
This ain’t cool to me
I miss you usually
It’s a crossroad
Back where we used to be
Keep your cool with me
Baby you losing me
Show me baby you want it
Say sum
Waist down
Tryna give you the most love
Bad girl
No good
While I’m making her toes curl
Backwoods
Gotta smoke for the shakes now
Face down
Baby let me taste from the waist down
It’s a wrong road
Over some jewelry
Stuck at the cross roads
Going back where we used to be
Trying to brace myself
For the place I dwell
Bring flowers to my gravestone
Even in hell
Trying to change myself
Is that wrong
When I try not to hate myself
Cuz you’re gone
Just cry and berate myself
From the way that you talk to me
Dying from the pain that it caused to me
It’s a long road
Back where we used to be
This ain’t cool to me
I think you’re using me
Going tomorrow
Over some jewelry
Trying to take what’s left of me
Even in hell,
Even in hell
Trying to take what’s left of me
Even in hell