UNDERLORD Lyrics

I feel a bit dead but I think it's ok baby

Time keeps slipping through my hand no safety

When you pull my down it's so loud please maybe

Could you let me take a break from the heat

I feel a bit dead but I think it's ok baby

Time keeps slipping through my hand no safety

When you pull my down it's so loud please maybe

Could you let me take a break from the heat lately

And I can't lose, lose, lose

Gotta move, move, move

When I choose, choose, choose

I lose the roof, roof, roof

I can't lose, lose, lose

Got to move, move, move

When I choose, choose, choose

I lose the roof, roof, roof

Basically

I don't want talk about the shit you say

Is safe from me

Why you telling me the things that you would take from

I've had enough stripped from my corpse

I need some decency

A little secrecy

I ain't got time for this

Only two hands on the clock

I need to write some shit

Ah fuck

Back space til the page look like the abyss

I think it's time for me to maybe

Try and call it quits

But I'd die for this

I'd fuckin

I need a pick me up

Hoping it'll lift me up

I need a change of pace

Something to fix me up

I need to call my girl

I need to call my mother

I need to call my dad

And if I had a brother

Yeah I would call him too

Talk bout the open wounds

The shit they put me through

Nothing that I could do

Could ever save myself

From being pulled to Hell

I need to check my health

Don't see this ending well

Don't see me pulling through

and getting that bag in the middle

See me pulling up and swinging that

Tail of the Jag around

Maybe if I kept my clothes tagged I would get them but

That's just not how this goes I see the future now

You keep slipping through my hands

You keep slipping through my hands

I feel a bit dead but I think it's ok baby

Time keeps slipping through my hand no safety

When you pull my down it's so loud please maybe

Could you let me take a break from the heat lately

And I can't lose, lose, lose

Gotta move, move, move

When I choose, choose, choose

I lose the roof, roof, roof

I can't lose, lose, lose

Got to move, move, move

When I choose, choose, choose

I lose the roof, roof, roof

Uh, I lose the roof I lose that bitch I lose that

Uh, I lose the roof I lose that bitch I lose that

Uh, I lose the roof I lose that bitch I lose that

I got my pain I got my strife I got my name I got my wife

I got a little bit of this I got a little bit of that

Got some motherfuckers with me that'll rip it off your back

I feel a bit dead but I think it's ok baby

Time keeps slipping through my hand no safety

When you pull my down it's so loud please maybe

Could you let me take a break from the heat lately

I can't lose, lose, lose

I got to move, move, move