I'm just dying
I'm just dying
Can someone tell me
Why I'm still so sick?
Three whole days
And I feel like shit
Can someone tell me
Why my arms so numb?
Cigarettes and cancer guns
Can someone tell me
If I'm gonna be alright?
3 whole weeks
Since the carbon monoxide
Can someone tell me
Why I'm feeling so weak?
How'd I make it past 2023?
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
Couldn't tell you
Where my money went
I'm such a fool
And I can't pay rent
Couldn't tell you
That it sucks to be me
Bathroom coke
And shots of green tea
Did someone tell you
That it's gonna be ok?
Kick my face
Leave my teeth in the ashtray
Did I tell you
That it's getting hard to breathe?
Coughing up blood
Stained on the concrete
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
Chimchango - Woah, Cancer Gun Lyrics
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I'm just dying
I'm just dying
Can someone tell me
Why I'm still so sick?
Three whole days
And I feel like shit
Can someone tell me
Why my arms so numb?
Cigarettes and cancer guns
Can someone tell me
If I'm gonna be alright?
3 whole weeks
Since the carbon monoxide
Can someone tell me
Why I'm feeling so weak?
How'd I make it past 2023?
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
Couldn't tell you
Where my money went
I'm such a fool
And I can't pay rent
Couldn't tell you
That it sucks to be me
Bathroom coke
And shots of green tea
Did someone tell you
That it's gonna be ok?
Kick my face
Leave my teeth in the ashtray
Did I tell you
That it's getting hard to breathe?
Coughing up blood
Stained on the concrete
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I'm just dying
Can someone tell me
Why I'm still so sick?
Three whole days
And I feel like shit
Can someone tell me
Why my arms so numb?
Cigarettes and cancer guns
Can someone tell me
If I'm gonna be alright?
3 whole weeks
Since the carbon monoxide
Can someone tell me
Why I'm feeling so weak?
How'd I make it past 2023?
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
Couldn't tell you
Where my money went
I'm such a fool
And I can't pay rent
Couldn't tell you
That it sucks to be me
Bathroom coke
And shots of green tea
Did someone tell you
That it's gonna be ok?
Kick my face
Leave my teeth in the ashtray
Did I tell you
That it's getting hard to breathe?
Coughing up blood
Stained on the concrete
I'm just dying
To tell you
The truth
I can't be like you
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
I need more hours
More shifts
More money
I can't live like this
I'm getting ugly
Need to sell out quick
Same old party
So what's another sip?
Writer: Angel Bautista
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid