Deadman on the inside
Still got both my wrists tied
She wants all her wrists iced
I see what her end's like
Me, you, and the bottle
Meet you at the bottom
Other side of that bottle
She want more Muscato (yeah) I need more Picasso
Fuck your friend that man's a bitch
Probably wish I don't exist
Felt that same way at some point you ain't the only one who did
Look who just got started here
Brown boy with the parted hair
Finally departed
Swear I got a halo, mistake that for a target
Deadman on the inside
Still got both my wrists tied
She wants all her wrists iced
I see what her end's like
Pick and choose your death right
Me, you, and the bottle
On that side of that bottle
Deadman on the inside
Still got both my wrists tied
She wants all her wrists iced (999)
Enter the premise and move on
Dead inside, that's your loss
Fantasy turned real life
I tell everybody hold on, this is the hour we take flight
No coming back till the stage light
Cold blooded bitch with the snake bites
Show her the licks, tell me what it tastes like
How could we look so different under the same light?
Nowhere to hide
Sun city in the shade
Nothing that we can't provide
