Out of here..

..I’m not looking to be saved
Just picked out an early grave to bury shit
Not me, just the weight that I’ve been carrying
You would think you married into savage ways and arrogance, pathetic
Not me, I’m making my exit outta here
Out of here
Out of here
Out of here
I’m out


So call me a saint, a slave to my brain
Yeah, I got kicked out, but I can’t escape it
Safe to say I’ve seen better days
I’m not afraid anymore..


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