Shit. I've been a thug my whole motherfucking life. Struggling. Doing what the fuck I've got to do to survive. Bottom line. Thugline. You see me on T..
Once he loved her. Once he could. See her as a flower. The days would rise. And set in her eyes. A sweetness he'd devour. Slowly it took him over. Seeds from the darkside.
How about a sad song to help me get further down. So down like Im drowning, so down like Im dying. How about a song to pull the rug from under me. When I was okay, when I was sane, when I found my way, yeah.