Amenasylum - Hidden in the dark

Sittin' in the dark
Sippin' glass of wine
Just to kill my thoughts
God, I wanna die

Fuck my (?) broke
Fuckin' up my life
Take a piece of glass
Slit my wrist, and then I die

10 on her thighs, 30 on my wrist
I ain't countin' money
I'm countin' cuts with my bitch
Addiction gettin' worse
Please give me some more
I'm really bad, I make her act just like a whore
Xans on me, tell that bitch to count to 3
Sippin' white wine just like peep and tracy
Do you wanna know
What keeps me awake
Things that I feel on these drugs that I take

10 on her thighs, 40 on my wrist
I ain't countin' money
I'm countin' cuts with my bitch
Addiction gettin' worse
Please give me some more
I'm really bad, I make her act just like a whore