Dante Grey - Prayers Lyrics

Chop my pain into a line, then I'll put it up my nose
Say my grace upon my plate, pray this time I overdose
That 17 is calling me, wanna put my ass to sleep
Bury me, 6 feet you don't gotta cry for me
Put my pain on a bean, still don't feel a fucking thing
I'm insane and still people feel like feel like testing me
You ain't tough boy, you look goofy, Oh no you ain't threatening
I'm a walking suicide bitch my life ain't shit to me

Murder me
Murder me
Murder me

Murder me
Murder me
Murder me