Red light Lyrics
RyanLV
: RyanLV
Red lights
Tucked in knife
16 lines with cyanide
Feel her hands
Run down my spine
I feel like shit
I’m sick inside
her back
Yeah, bend her spine
I hate myself
I spilled my wine
Every night I black out
And wake up
Panicked for my life
Red lights
Tucked in knife
16 lines with cyanide
Feel her hands
Run down my spine
I feel like shit
I’m sick inside
her back
Yeah, bend her spine
I hate myself
I spilled my wine
Evеry night I black out
And wake up
Panicked for my life
1: Big melancholy
What’s that
That’s thе sound of a slit wrist
Wake up in the morning
Wanna end my existence
Sick shit
Tryna do right
I’ve been slipping
Everybody in my life been
Acting so distant
I just wanna overdose
On prescriptions
She just wanna spread her legs
my dick in
Tripping
Playing with my cash
Like a kingpin
Linking
Once I hit the bitch
Then I’m dipping
Light up his spot he talking bullshit, olay
Then I beat up his block
And then imma dip, okay
Cry like a bitch and then I’ma hit yo bae
Put my dick in her lips
And then she gone drive me crae
I’ma renegade
I’ll punch you in the face
Stepping to a god
Watch what you say
I’ma catch a case
If he saying my name in vein
Red light on the Glock
Watch it penetrate
2: 4Scythe
Times dwindling
Feelin like I might just miss again
I don’t get another fuckin’ chance again
Spending every second rotting away
Might just decay
Trapped in my room
With too much to say
Fading away
Scythe left a mark
Grows day by day
Criticize myself
Like who’s to say (Who’s to say)
What’s right today
Wrong tomorrow
Feeling like I might just
End my sorrows
Hollow point
Makes a hollow point
I’ll be gone tomorrow
Think that’s the point
I don’t know
If I’ll ever be myself
I don’t know
What it take to beat this hell
I just know that I won’t stop till the end
Grinding for this shit I’m sick in the head
: RyanLV
Red lights
Tucked in knife
16 lines with cyanide
Feel her hands
Run down my spine
I feel like shit
I’m sick inside
her back
Yeah, bend her spine
I hate myself
I spilled my wine
Every night I black out
And wake up
Panicked for my life
Red lights
Tucked in knife
16 lines with cyanide
Feel her hands
Run down my spine
I feel like shit
I’m sick inside
her back
Yeah, bend her spine
I hate myself
I spilled my wine
Every night I black out
And wake up
Panicked for my life