That Just Isn’t Empirically Possible Lyrics Download – $uicideboy$ PDF, LRC File

[ti:That Just Isn’t Empirically Possible]
[ar:$uicideboy$]
[lang:English]
[length:02:03.95]
[by:Jun]
[re:www.rclyricsband.com]
[ve:v0.0.5]
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[00:30.49]It’s lonely at the top
[00:32.17]All of my enemies have been defeated (RIP)
[00:34.38]The crown has been sitting on my head for too long
[00:36.19]It’s starting to give me these lesions (yeah, yeah)
[00:37.91]Don’t follow the crowd, the crowd is misleading (no)
[00:39.84]Stay solo, surrounded by all of my demons (ay)
[00:42.57]Licking my wounds as they deepen (ay)
[00:43.86]Constantly feeding them all of my secrets
[00:46.06]007, I got the golden gun, I got the golden gun
[00:48.80]I’m busting, open up the door (secrets)
[00:50.34]I’m at my breaking point, I cannot take this shit no more
[00:52.52]I’m ready to fucking explode
[00:54.27]Open up, knock knock
[00:55.21]Here comes the Glock cocked
[00:56.35]9 milli, pop pop pop, oh no
[00:58.18]Making a mess, my aim ain’t the best
[00:59.93]I guess I should clean this all up and go home
[01:01.90]♪
[01:16.89]Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust (huh)
[01:20.95]Elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut (fuck)
[01:25.30]I do not care to be here or be there
[01:26.21]In the meantime it seems that I’m stuck (huh)
[01:28.58]Swerving and crashing, that dying little bastard
[01:30.37]Yung Christ, you address me as such (what)
[01:32.49]Crazy little demon, they wave when they see me
[01:34.21]Face tatted from ear to ear (yeah)
[01:36.20]Northside boy with a Glock-sized toy
[01:38.02]If I cock it, there’s finna be tears here
[01:40.19]Manic depressive, when life is in session I hide in a room that’s as dark as me
[01:43.96]Dollar sign-B and it’s still F-T-P
[01:45.90]Fucking G-R-E-Y till I R-I-P
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