BURNT DIARY

By Pageant Queen

Released on December 24, 2016

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[Intro]

Omen


[Verse 1: Lil Peep]

Now I feel like I'm killing, you can't stop

Fightin' the feeling, you gon' lose

This shit is easy, I told you, baby, I told you

Shawty gon' pop that

Pussy for you if you got that

Shit that she looking for, cash flow

I get that shit by the racks now, couple racks now

I feel like GHOSTEMANE

No one can see me in person

We pulling off in them hearses

I give you what you deserve bitch, do I deserve this?

I'm gettin' head now

I make that bitch go to bed now

I fucked that bitch wit' her legs down

Keep your head down, keep that pussy up

Lemme hit it from the front


[Verse 2: Gertrude]

Alright

Construding these thoughts, that dig in my brain

And my head fucking hurts, and I do not feel 'sane

Hi bitch, whistle, please, put me in the dark, please

Frequencies which is killin' me, fuck that shit hurts

Inadequate fuck, I can't do nothin' right

Lost in the darkness, I can't see the light

These hands they all grab for me

Used to fight back, and I tilted my head back, and fade into black

Today I feel sad, tomorrow's the same

Nobody don't want me, I'm feeling so lame

Counting the times I've been left in the dust

No personal friend's, and I'm feeling like rust

Crumbling quick, I see that you now, I'm want in the park

And leave with no sound

If I die now, who is coming to my funeral?

I don't want this life, can it be not renewable? Fuck!


[Sample]

Better duck!


[Verse 3: Kaiyko]

Take my heart out of my chest

It's only filled with pain and regret

I don't need that old shit anymore, so just walk out the door

And take what I deserve

'Cause darling, you fuck with my heart, I can fuck with your head

Finger on a trigger and now we're both dead

I'll take on the glory, but I don't feel sorry for you and these shitty games

Fuck all of your ego, all your money, and your fame

You'll never catch me once, now you'll never see my face

I'm riding in the dark, wit' A the pale moonlight

Burning pages of my diary

You'll never catch me on sight, all night, all right

Tell you once, tell you twice

You better think twice when you're gonna pick a fight

And now you're running when you're hearing bodies hit the ground

I guess it's time for me to go now