(Wow)
I'm here, in the center of the state in Cheyenne
I got twenty four second in my can
I'm not feeling too well, a little mentally sick
But that's just cause I can't get any of the picks
That I need to strum my guitar
Cause I locked it outside of my car, I can't reach it
It's petty sad
Feeling sick, feeling troubled, feeling kinda bad
I've decided that I'm
I'm so down
(I can't see all my fingers or my emotions)
I'm suicidal now
(I've got twenty four distortion pedals)
Feeling so down
I can't feel the pillows
I've got so many pores, that all the chores i've got to fulfill
Brought me to the top of the mountain
In the vast plains, oh here come the rains
Here comes the power
Here comes the mother f*cking thunder
It's coming for me, it's coming for me
(It's coming for me)
So i must jump, thank god i was suicidal in Wyoming
(Suicidal now)
Cause I couldn't put it in time before your showing
(Suicidal now)
Of your newsies broadcast from my house
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
I can't keep it all out of my house
I've got all these scenic areas to jump from
(Suicide)
But it choose the one where the f*cker was clapping at
I've got too much shit sapping my knees
I got knee splints, in my shin chin sits on my green noodle ladder
I got your bladder
I
Am stealing all your cars, got too many bars on my plate
(Too many bars)
These are the thoughts that go through my mind as i fall to the bottom of time
(Time)
I ain't got no more time on this earth
Gotta put it in my purse
I gotta keep it, I gotta save it, gotta go
Here come the skiers, that saved me
(I don't know)
They race down, the va-a-alley
To take me away and save the day
(Ooo)
But they miss and i go through the snow
(Feel the snow)
I can feel myself fall to hell
(Feel)
I can feel myself fall to hell
But don't like these bells, i hear ringing
Church bells are making me fell into hell
(Church bells are ringing)
And i can't dwell on the past cause i
(Can't dwell)
Got too much ass, i got to much gas,
(Oh, too much ass)
And i got too much taste for my babe
I got all the time
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
All the time
All the time
All the time
(Suicide)
All the time
All the time
On my mind
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(Wow)
I'm here, in the center of the state in Cheyenne
I got twenty four second in my can
I'm not feeling too well, a little mentally sick
But that's just cause I can't get any of the picks
That I need to strum my guitar
Cause I locked it outside of my car, I can't reach it
It's petty sad
Feeling sick, feeling troubled, feeling kinda bad
I've decided that I'm
I'm so down
(I can't see all my fingers or my emotions)
I'm suicidal now
(I've got twenty four distortion pedals)
Feeling so down
I can't feel the pillows
I've got so many pores, that all the chores i've got to fulfill
Brought me to the top of the mountain
In the vast plains, oh here come the rains
Here comes the power
Here comes the mother f*cking thunder
It's coming for me, it's coming for me
(It's coming for me)
So i must jump, thank god i was suicidal in Wyoming
(Suicidal now)
Cause I couldn't put it in time before your showing
(Suicidal now)
Of your newsies broadcast from my house
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
I can't keep it all out of my house
I've got all these scenic areas to jump from
(Suicide)
But it choose the one where the f*cker was clapping at
I've got too much shit sapping my knees
I got knee splints, in my shin chin sits on my green noodle ladder
I got your bladder
I
Am stealing all your cars, got too many bars on my plate
(Too many bars)
These are the thoughts that go through my mind as i fall to the bottom of time
(Time)
I ain't got no more time on this earth
Gotta put it in my purse
I gotta keep it, I gotta save it, gotta go
Here come the skiers, that saved me
(I don't know)
They race down, the va-a-alley
To take me away and save the day
(Ooo)
But they miss and i go through the snow
(Feel the snow)
I can feel myself fall to hell
(Feel)
I can feel myself fall to hell
But don't like these bells, i hear ringing
Church bells are making me fell into hell
(Church bells are ringing)
And i can't dwell on the past cause i
(Can't dwell)
Got too much ass, i got to much gas,
(Oh, too much ass)
And i got too much taste for my babe
I got all the time
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
All the time
All the time
All the time
(Suicide)
All the time
All the time
On my mind
I'm here, in the center of the state in Cheyenne
I got twenty four second in my can
I'm not feeling too well, a little mentally sick
But that's just cause I can't get any of the picks
That I need to strum my guitar
Cause I locked it outside of my car, I can't reach it
It's petty sad
Feeling sick, feeling troubled, feeling kinda bad
I've decided that I'm
I'm so down
(I can't see all my fingers or my emotions)
I'm suicidal now
(I've got twenty four distortion pedals)
Feeling so down
I can't feel the pillows
I've got so many pores, that all the chores i've got to fulfill
Brought me to the top of the mountain
In the vast plains, oh here come the rains
Here comes the power
Here comes the mother f*cking thunder
It's coming for me, it's coming for me
(It's coming for me)
So i must jump, thank god i was suicidal in Wyoming
(Suicidal now)
Cause I couldn't put it in time before your showing
(Suicidal now)
Of your newsies broadcast from my house
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
I can't keep it all out of my house
I've got all these scenic areas to jump from
(Suicide)
But it choose the one where the f*cker was clapping at
I've got too much shit sapping my knees
I got knee splints, in my shin chin sits on my green noodle ladder
I got your bladder
I
Am stealing all your cars, got too many bars on my plate
(Too many bars)
These are the thoughts that go through my mind as i fall to the bottom of time
(Time)
I ain't got no more time on this earth
Gotta put it in my purse
I gotta keep it, I gotta save it, gotta go
Here come the skiers, that saved me
(I don't know)
They race down, the va-a-alley
To take me away and save the day
(Ooo)
But they miss and i go through the snow
(Feel the snow)
I can feel myself fall to hell
(Feel)
I can feel myself fall to hell
But don't like these bells, i hear ringing
Church bells are making me fell into hell
(Church bells are ringing)
And i can't dwell on the past cause i
(Can't dwell)
Got too much ass, i got to much gas,
(Oh, too much ass)
And i got too much taste for my babe
I got all the time
(Suicidal in Wyoming)
All the time
All the time
All the time
(Suicide)
All the time
All the time
On my mind
Writer: Crochdeck Reenhoom
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