Really feel it, let me down again Don't lie(er), hey You're turnin' the poison on me (from us) Hey I feel so alone, My mind's not my home, anymore My heart was broken and thrown, I Feel just like a stone, yeah Nothing comes and nothing goes, I feel so cold, for who matters the gold? If I can't have a soul, Then why would I growl? I am not the good boy You wanted me to show Spent my whole life in a backstage, I was just lost in a background plan Just wanna put nine shots in my head, yeah To see if I am dead, yeah See how Imma dead man, Yeah, yeah I can't hold any longer being such a ghost, In the world of the trap I'm no longer a host, I feel like myself have been turned into dust, If I open my mind people tell me to shut So I shoot up the UZI, I shoot up the words, I shoot up the system, I shoot up the world, I don't really care if I'm dead for then, If they don't like me, I'll take my lines and leave, And lock with myself when I'm on my grave 'Cause when I get there I don't have anything more to say, And when they get, there's not anything for then to take (nah) She'll know I'm no longer her good boy, yeah Really feel it, let me down again Don't lie(er), hey You're turnin' the poison on me (from us) I'm so alone I'm just another Cobain here, And all that money didn't helped me, n' the people's broken, the people's broken heart Really feel it, let me down again (yeah, yeah) Don't lie(er), hey, (don't lie, yah) You're turnin' the poison on me (from us, skrr) She knows I'm no longer her good boy, yeah Didn't do what she want cause I did what I want, yeah I smoked a blunt (a lot), yeah And then I got dumb, yeah And got a hangover, yah I feel so alone, My mind's not my home, anymore My heart was broken and thrown, I Feel just like a stone, yeah Nothing comes and nothing goes, I feel so cold, for who matters the gold? If I can't have a soul, Then why would I growl bro, I am not the good boy She wanted me to show (Break) (Yeah, oh-oh-oh Not a good boy, Good boy, oh-oh-oh) I feel so alone, yeah My mind's not my home, anymore My heart was broken and thrown, and I Feel just like a stone, yeah Nothing comes and nothing goes, I feel so cold, for who matters the gold? If I can't have a soul, Then why would I growl? I am not the good boy She wanted me to show I am not the good boy She wanted me to show I'm no longer her good boy, She knows that I'm not, yeah (I don't care I need a gun close to my chest) So I can rest from the people's broken hearts