The Fall

So this is what my life’s become, cold porcelain and loaded guns Just another overdose, coughing up a fucking lung They all said vicodin would get the best of him And maybe they were right but at least I’m closer to hell again But then again, maybe this is all a lie All them nights I was piss drunk wishing I would die Never got to fly, wax wings still playing Icarus Cause doctors give this medicine to kids that fake these sicknesses Forget the bitches, tell em I never miss em But I’m popping all these pills ‘cause I’m wishing I would have kissed em Regret’s a mother fucker, tell my girl I love her But I still see all my exes when we’re fucking under covers And what I’ve discovered, I’m just a puppet in this tangled mess Geppetto, can you pull the strings and move me close to happiness? I’m tired of this, two more pills would be the end Or maybe I just need a friend? But all I need’s another drink so my head will stop pounding And maybe these fake friends will put me back where they found me Momma I ain’t coming back, please put down the crucifix And let the ball roll, yeah, still playing Sisyphus And this is just, a compilation of my bad days And finding out the answer’s not between a pair of spread legs But I’m still pulling down her dress Anything to kill the stress Now pour another shot before I sober up They say one more will kill me but nigga I ain’t close enough As long as I can steal one more breath I'mma pop another pill, I ain’t tryna cheat death It’s just another overdose, shaking like I caught the fucking holy ghost Hands up, ready for the drop on this rollercoast And my lungs might pop filled with all this smoke And I’m staring at God until I get the joke Different strokes for different folks And I’m a cold man so I pray the flames will grip me close I’m ready for the fall Not from grace, just flat on my face