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I'm getting tired of being tired I feel so sick of feeling sick It's life that brings me down And it's death that gets me right back up again I'm at the bottom of the barrel But the gun is empty My friends said not to jump But I'm up off the edge already I'm out of sight of mind, sippin, smokin, passin time Doin everything I wanna do just tryna live my life Airplane mode stay on my line With some misfits sippin wine, rippin tearin up these woods then flippin threads my threads online Last year nobody knew my name, last year nobody knew my pain This year everybody know I'm OmenXIII with ten black nails on my face With them chains hangin off my waist, I ain't really acting anything changed 'Cause shit's still the same, bitch it's just another day, with the same old blades in the same old place Aus Songtexte Mania