Suffocating - Intellectual

[Intro]

Death, it's coming

[?] suffocating

I don't wanna be [?]

It only takes one pill to be ill, so let me go

My body been exposed it's fucking through

Putting fingers in my face, I’m just turning in ways

I’m just turning away, I'm just turn, I'm just turn

Turning as I bleed

Sticking my fingers in my face I turn red

Blood consumed everything I turn red

I'm losing my shit in the streets

Do not touch my body please

What's the fucking benefits

If I end up as homeless

This is not fair

Fucking useless piece of shit, that's me

I don't understand the reason

Why I gotta scream this shit

Ain't nobody really fucking with me

So I'm leaving now

What's the point of this music shit

If it's not working out?

I'm so tired of this shit

And hoping for the еnd of it

Pistol to my head

Is this the end?

Wеll there's nothing left

[?] suffocating