"VPN" lyrics

Every night I'm thinking 'bout life, every day I'm thinking 'bout dying
My brain cells slowly goin' to hell, my mental on the decline
Blood dripping off of my knife, I'm tripping off of this life
Low resolution my thoughts, I'm glitching out of my-
Pixelated my rhymes, I've instigated this time
Now the reaper tappin' on the window pane
Trying to get me to take that ride
Every time I blink my eyes, I'm inside the car with death
I'm dressed up to the nines, I'm taking my last breath
It's at those I unload the semi-automatic Glock
Made a vow to that bitch, she's so my can't-live-without

Yeah
We're gonna slow this bitch down
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