Shave my head, change my name, and run away
Anything that will take the attention away from me now whats that say
I dont give a fuck bout the fame
Thats the last thing I wanted to gain
Been a minute since we spoke, still im turning to a ghost
I can feel it everyday
See the ash flow down like snow
In the ditch by the old backroad
I never had money to throw
Never see me in the club with hoes
See the outside world is a backdrop
That youll never see Bones in front of
Rot, let me rot, let me rot away
Cut the blinds, kill the lights, let me fade away
As I lie up on my back atop the comforter I say
Things will never be the same
Really?