Purple Punch by oceanash

“Purple Punch”

Take another hit as I’m looking at the moon all I feel is doom
Blood is dripping when you see the GLOOM
Tripping I’m slipping I got depression repetition
seeing suicidal visions
Get a grip I’m waiting for collision
Making shots like Tatum
Take my enemies, and fucking bait em
In the grave I lay em
Nobody save em
Everybody know I hate them
Killing gators then I weigh them
Causing mayhem
Walking in the cemetary, pissing on my grave
Reach into my fucking casket, grab my heart right out my cage
see it’s still beating
maggots still eating
Demons still creeping all in my head
I’ll be dead, they finding my body in my bed

Give me the Purp
I’m in the dirt
Demons flirt, they negotiate my worth
I’m that ocean reaper
Soul eater
Nocturnal creature
Grab the cleaver
Slice you like Lil Caesar’s
I’m a wreck, I feel affects of death and now I’m just a speck
Feeling like a loser, noose is looser around my neck
Grab the tech I’m just a blip, why do I exist? why I cut my fucking wrist
my life will disappear into the mist
shiver as the blade slices on my fucking arm
Waking up to therapy alarms
Picking up the pills from the pharm but they make me puke
Stuck in a loop
Smoking til my eyes droop
Then I take the Glock out and I shoot

Produced by oceanash