shotgun.

作词 : Stephen Faulkner/Stephen Fealy III

作曲 : Stephen Faulkner/Stephen Fealy III

I′m gonna blow my brain with a shotgun

It's been six months since the last time we talked

And Ima fall off stage when I perform in Boston

′Cause I'm so outraged 'bout the way that I lost her (oh)

Woke up this morning to my girl gone

I′m trying to figure out what I did so wrong

Was it something I said or maybe something I did

And I just wanna be dead whenever I′m in my crib

I'm gonna blow off my head and confront my own death

But will she still find my lips on the ground and try to kiss them

I want to be something I′m not, yeah yeah you know

(Ohhhhhhh)

Why are you so rude?

Why are you, why are you so rude?

You're violent, violent, attitude

(Ohhhhhhh)

What you trying to do, what you trying to take from me?

I had a feeling that you′re kinda snaking me

But I agreeably 'cause I don′t want you to leave

It's kinda problematic when I'm chasing peace

(Lalalala)

(Lalalala)

(Lalalala)

(Lalalala)

I′m gonna blow my brain with a shotgun

It′s been six months since the last time we talked

And I'm a fall off stage when I perform in Boston

′Cause I'm so outraged ′bout the way that I lost her (oh)

Woke up this morning to my girl gone

I'm trying to figure out what I did so wrong

Was it something I said or maybe something I did

And I just wanna be dead whenever I′m in my crib

I got my headphones on, bumping overtonight songs

I've been so sober that I can keep composure

When my b***h starts acting stupid and claiming that I own her

And blaming me for hours, telling me that we are over again

(Ohhhhhhh)

Why are you so rude?

Why are you, why are you so rude?

You're violent, violent, attitude

(Ohhhhhhh)