Paulie
God
Ive got gorillas on my chest
But theres demons in my brain
Even though your mind is numb
Ill still make sure you feel my pain
Could manipulate your bitch
Or I could write a song like this
But you wouldnt get the message
Till I hang or slit my wrist
Im that young Charles Manson
While youre just Chris Hansen
Used to shop at Hot Topic
When I spilled blood on the floor
No one is dancing
Gun up to my head
I cant sleep in my own bed
At least Midnight have some album art
To use when they find me dead
You dont know me 
You dont know me 
But I can still
Slit my wrist, stab my thighs
Oh my God I wanna die
Rip my heart out, cut my eyes
Only aim is suicide
Only dead thing in the room
Someone come rescue me, come save me soon
Ive been drowning inside of my own thoughts
Beginning to lose air Im in a typhoon, yeah
Ayy, its that motherfucking dope shit
Im a leader, two liters full of potion
29 grams in my ounces
Ask my plug he would tell you Im a good kid
Ask my mom she would tell you Im a good kid
Ask my thot she would tell you I got that good dick
Ask my pops? I dont even fucking know him
I know why he left, cause he couldnt fucking handle this
Cant nobody handle this
Watch me do my damage bitch
Loud pack look like amethyst
Yeah, its really me
Im Lil Peep
Please dont panic bitch
Blow up with my team
Thats my dream
Bitch, we getting rich
Making bitches scream, uh