HOLLOW by EXTINCT Lyrics
[INTRO]
Yo what the fuck
What the fuck man
I don't know what to do here
Like
Fucking shit what to do
[VERSE 1]
Kickin’ back, in the back seat
Making beats
Tryna figure out
If I should pack another
Or leave it be
Well shit, might as well
Got nothing to do anyway
Imma sit back
Have some more
And let my thoughts take over me
[VERSE 2]
Looking for a way to escape
All this pain and suffering
That I've been through lately
These times have been real tough for me
I sit back and have a cone
Think about taking one to the dome
Honestly just wanna leave this life
I'm pulling out the fucking knife
[VERSE 3]
Slicing and dicing away all the pain
What is wrong with my brain
Am I going insane
I can’t comprehend
What I'm doing again and again
This is torture for me
Take a step back, take a look in the mirror
The blood on the knife
Gets thicker and thicker
Can't control myself I cannot stop I gotta keep on going
Cock the Glock it's at my head
I pull the trigger now I'm dead
[OUTRO]
Kickin' back, in the back seat
Making beats
Tryna figure out
If I should pack another
Or leave it be
Well shit, might as well
Got nothing to do anyway
Imma sit back
Have some more
And let my thoughts take over me
Yo what the fuck
What the fuck man
I don't know what to do here
Like
Fucking shit what to do
[VERSE 1]
Kickin’ back, in the back seat
Making beats
Tryna figure out
If I should pack another
Or leave it be
Well shit, might as well
Got nothing to do anyway
Imma sit back
Have some more
And let my thoughts take over me
[VERSE 2]
Looking for a way to escape
All this pain and suffering
That I've been through lately
These times have been real tough for me
I sit back and have a cone
Think about taking one to the dome
Honestly just wanna leave this life
I'm pulling out the fucking knife
[VERSE 3]
Slicing and dicing away all the pain
What is wrong with my brain
Am I going insane
I can’t comprehend
What I'm doing again and again
This is torture for me
Take a step back, take a look in the mirror
The blood on the knife
Gets thicker and thicker
Can't control myself I cannot stop I gotta keep on going
Cock the Glock it's at my head
I pull the trigger now I'm dead
[OUTRO]
Kickin' back, in the back seat
Making beats
Tryna figure out
If I should pack another
Or leave it be
Well shit, might as well
Got nothing to do anyway
Imma sit back
Have some more
And let my thoughts take over me