[Verse 1: Bivienni]
Started off as a nicotine fiend
Age fifteen with a low self esteem
That teen that smoke pot n' bump Biggie 2Pac
Who dreamed of a wrist watch that no rich kid had got
Just the thought of it remindin' him how hard it is
His father missed a lot of sh** but nawh, he don't even trip
Hah, why should I even think of him
Listen, listen
Cold sweat and a fever, dreamin' in a mirror
O' Holy hospital, greetings from the reaper
Cheatin' d**h, sayin' "f** you" with his last breath
No rest I guess he's crushin' cubes to snort up of his desk
Life ain't a bet, but I bet you won't make it to your next
Pick yourself up 'less you're subject to be depresssed
More than an addiction, he's omnisciently obsessed
Mixed a little liquor just to get him off the edge
[Bridge: Bivienni]
Edge, edge... edge. Hmm
So who are you now?
You're lying to yourself 'cause you're a faker...
You don't know who you are anymore man
Gotta f**in' pick your sh** up
Be who the f** you are
f**in' regardless of your circumstances;
It's in your hands
[Verse 2: Bivienni]
This addiction has got you in the prison
The day you gave up hope is the same day you quit livin'
You're itchin', you're fiendin', you're sweatin', you're screamin'
This whole bliss, this bullsh**, just keeps repeating
Hallucinating life, but this hell is all he's seein'
Disobedience, increasin' hits
Pills for the past, come and take a part in present tense
His ex b**h is sick, her fate feeds him fifths
Stabbed in the back, out through his ribs
Her will she had missed, but forever her lives
Danced with the devil, she's still beggin' for a kiss
Sayin' "f** that" to the same trap
He'd rather live alone than to relapse
He's lose his mind if he went back
He'd rather live alone than to relapse