Suicide by Trippy Kefe Lyrics
As we go on, we realize
I'm a Depressed kinda person
I like Netflix and chill
I like to contemplate my life
But when I start to daydream
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?
I talk so much about suicide
But when I stop my talking
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?
I like to hang out with anxiety and depression
But when left alone
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?
I'm a Depressed kinda person
I like Netflix and chill
I like to contemplate my life
But when I start to daydream
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?
I talk so much about suicide
But when I stop my talking
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?
I like to hang out with anxiety and depression
But when left alone
My mind turns straight to suicide
Ohhhh
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes
I notice the way I think about suicide with a smile
Curved lips I just can't disguise
But I think it's alcohol making my life worthwhile
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Life or...
Death?