I love my life let's run it to the ground
Jaylen Proctor-Nash
I love my life, I love my life
I love my life, I love my life
I love my life, I love my life
I love my life, I love my life
I love my life, I love my life
I love my life, I love my life
I break down in my tears I know hell is near
Didn't have time to pack my things. Slipknot thoughts when my phone rings
I thank the Lord for what he's made. A ghost-face killer thing
You don't really truly care about me. That's what you make it seem
They say a good deed don't cost a thing. Then why the fuck Nook ain't here with me?
Year long, this pain remains the same, and a flannel in the summer like Kurt Cobain
How you lose your breath and touch your toes? I get high to death to feel my lows
I love my life; let's run it to the ground. To the ground