Blood On My Hands (B.O.M.H)

Intro: I don’t know what I did Got blood on my hands and it’s makin me sick Lord take me away I don’t know what I did Got blood on my hands and its makin me sick Lord take me away I don’t know what I did Lord take me away I don’t know what I did Verse: I told her I don't wanna die, but I don’t wanna live either Sucks when you fuck up and lose your biggest cheerleader But she's still there but she forgot all her cheers And the only ones there are when we're clinking our beers And I miss all the tricks, all the flips in the air She would take a tumble for me now the shit disappeared Into blackness, I lack this vision I saw It Was so vibrant Samsung bliss in the rawest form Uh, we got our battle gear on though Looking for Treasure Island all we need is the Tanto Fuck, excuse my French, Toronto I Family Double Dare you to take on these obstacles Won’t try, won't give up neither Feel awful for the bull shit so quick to deceive her And now I don't believe her when she telling me shit Now she call me insecure, head is telling me quit Now all I got is my music and buddha Tell you the “crissest” ass stories hoping to move you like Luda Somebody say a prayer ‘cause I’m fading away I have learned to love myself But I hate it today Lord take me away I don't know what I did Got blood on my hands and it's making me sick I would lay in a ditch to escape from this clusterfuck What the fuck I've never felt so fuckin stuck Take me away I don't know what I did Got blood on my hands and it's making me sick I would lay in a ditch to escape from this clusterfuck What the fuck I've never felt so fuckin stuck Take me away I don't know what I did Lord take me away I don't know what I did Lord take me away I don't know what I did Got blood on my hands and it's making me sick I would lay in a ditch to escape from this clusterfuck What the fuck I didn't even bust a nut