Everyone is Evil, Everybody Dies Lyrics

Everyone is evil, everybody dies I just close my eyes and try self-reflect

I'm not religious, even though my tape gave off that vibe

I said gave off that vibe People that believe in God are just scared

To die Maybe I'm the reason I'm terrified

Cause I don't believe in nothing except myself

I don't believe in nothing except myself Yo, everyone is damaged to a certain extent

They gonna try take advantage if you let em in shit

So don't you dare let em in They are playing chess while you playing checkers

Meanwhile I'm just playing both I don't see no hope, I don't see myself

I just see someone I didn't wanna be But I became anyway, anyway

My mindset changes everyday So the lines are real blurred with who I wanna

Be And who I have became, or who I have become

What I wanna say and what I haven't done Some days I feel lucky, some days I feel ugly

Some days I feel like they really can't touch me or judge me

Other days I feel insecure and miniature Similar to a prisoner with no visitor

I feel lonely with my thoughts If only they just knew who I was

You know where I'm coming from, don't you? Got no one to turn to cause I'm antisocial

I haven't thought about my past in a minute Mama, when you said everything would be fine

Did you mean it would be fine? Or were you just lying

To stop me from always crying and thinking about death, yeah

And thinking about death, yeah And thinking that I'm a charmer

Like Dahmer, put your head in my locker If you fuck with me, boy, yo, I wouldn't even

Bother You can't blame the vodka or the motherfuckin

Ganja I know you believe in karma, but mama, do

You believe in me

All these rappers still living with their moms

Tellin' me they're gonna fuck my bitch No, you're fuckin' not

I don't wanna do it

Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, I don't know if you can hear me

But you used to fuckin' scare me

Got a knife in my hand, bout to go In my head, bout to go

In my chest, so I rip my heart out And I wear it on my sleeve for the rest of

My life And they criticize me for the things that

I like In this fucked up world, it's just me and

My girl And my pencil and my pen, I can't be so sure

I'll bind my fingernails, until they red and tender

Until they bleed and sting, and almost reach the center

I can't hold my temper, let alone my fears Let alone my tears, let alone my breath

Never mind those thoughts, they just come and go

They just come and go, they just come and go

They just come and go