[00:00.00]Paulie
[00:12.32]God
[00:16.00]I've got gorillas on my chest, but there's demons in my brain
[00:20.89]Even though your mind is numb, I'll still make sure you feel my pain
[00:25.28]Could manipulate your b*****s, or I could write a song like thi
[00:30.13]But you wouldn't get the message, till I hang or slit my wrist
[00:34.24]I'm that young Charles Manson, while you're just Chris Hansen
[00:39.02]Used to shop at Hot Topic, when I spilled blood on the floor
[00:42.90]No one is dancing, gun up to my head, I can't sleep in my own bed
[00:48.06]At least Midnight have some album art, to use when they find me dead
[00:52.69]You don't know me (Trust me you don't)
[01:00.26]You don't know me (And trust me, you won't)
[01:09.07]But I can still, slit my wrist, stab my thighs
[01:13.08]Oh my God I wanna die, rip my heart out, cut my eyes
[01:17.66]Only aim is suicide, only dead thing in the room
[01:22.00]Someone come rescue me, come save me soon
[01:24.57]I've been drowning inside of my own thoughts
[01:26.42]Beginning to lose air I'm in a typhoon, yeah
[01:28.52]Aye, it's that stupid-ass b***h shi
[01:34.00]I'm a leader, two liters full of potion
[01:37.93]29 grams in my ounces
[01:43.51]Ask my plug he would tell you I'm a good kid
[01:47.50]Ask my mom she would tell you I'm a good kid
[01:51.75]Ask my thot she would tell you I got that good shit
[01:56.52]Ask my pops? I don't even ****ing know hi
[02:00.77]I know why he left; 'cause he couldn't ****ing handle thi
[02:05.16]Can't nobody handle this, watch me do my damage b***h
[02:09.68]Loud pack look like amethyst, yeah, it's really me
[02:14.06]I'm Lil Peep
[02:15.29]Please don't panic b***h
[02:17.20]Blow up with my team
[02:18.59]That's my dream, b***h, we getting ric
[02:21.80]Making b*****s scream, u
[02:33.20]Man this xanax got me ****ed up man my ba

Paulie
God
I've got gorillas on my chest, but there's demons in my brain
Even though your mind is numb, I'll still make sure you feel my pain
Could manipulate your b*****s, or I could write a song like thi
But you wouldn't get the message, till I hang or slit my wrist
I'm that young Charles Manson, while you're just Chris Hansen
Used to shop at Hot Topic, when I spilled blood on the floor
No one is dancing, gun up to my head, I can't sleep in my own bed
At least Midnight have some album art, to use when they find me dead
You don't know me (Trust me you don't)
You don't know me (And trust me, you won't)
But I can still, slit my wrist, stab my thighs
Oh my God I wanna die, rip my heart out, cut my eyes
Only aim is suicide, only dead thing in the room
Someone come rescue me, come save me soon
I've been drowning inside of my own thoughts
Beginning to lose air I'm in a typhoon, yeah
Aye, it's that stupid-ass b***h shi
I'm a leader, two liters full of potion
29 grams in my ounces
Ask my plug he would tell you I'm a good kid
Ask my mom she would tell you I'm a good kid
Ask my thot she would tell you I got that good shit
Ask my pops? I don't even ****ing know hi
I know why he left; 'cause he couldn't ****ing handle thi
Can't nobody handle this, watch me do my damage b***h
Loud pack look like amethyst, yeah, it's really me
I'm Lil Peep
Please don't panic b***h
Blow up with my team
That's my dream, b***h, we getting ric
Making b*****s scream, u
Man this xanax got me ****ed up man my ba