Текст песни IVEBEENSHOT Slut Ass Bitch

Where's the nearest fortuneteller?
I haven't been able to think straight for the past 6 months.
It was the hottest day with the longest sleep that I realized that Im afraid of other humans.
Maybe the problem is the layer of resin caked to my brain, or the gallons of alcohol that flows through my veins.
Are these the reasons why I can't figure out what's real?
When I'm happy I need to be happier, when I'm low I needs to be lower.
I'll admit, I do have a fixation with death, I wouldn't mind killing others and taking their lives.
Imagine the feeling, Imagine taking the life away from another human; imagine taking your own life.
Too understand the truth.
Too discover the reason; too know what the purpose of our existence is.
Oh just cleanse me, so I can no longer throw myself, Then save me because I can no longer adapt.