YUNG KRONIK - IN THE END

Well, it's the end of the road, it's over
Ain't got still any trauma
It's the end of the road, it's over
Over, still no closure

It's fine as long as the suffering of mine comes to an end
I feel bent not broken
Smoking low, smoking so loud
I'm smoking my conscience thinks I'm falling out of grip
I ripped the bong, now I'm stoned beyond belief I know
I fucked it up it goes to show
I get high when I feel low
Please pick me up and take me home
I don't like this life without the hue of your iris
Erase your face embedded in my eyelids
Patience paints the face of the silent
I'll stop breathing, lie awake in the night
Fight the feeling
Rather be a ghost (be a ghost)
I'd rather be a ghost this season
I'd rather be a ghost
I'd rather be a ghost this season
I'd rather be a ghost (a ghost)
Ghost
Rather be a ghost, ghost
My hometown don't even feel like home now
In the end, I won't cry
I won't call her
In the end
In the end
In the end
In the end
In the end