Shinigami In Tokyo

I hope I see Tokyo skies when I’m dying
I hope I see angels inside of the skies when I’m flying
I hope that my mom isn’t crying
Thought I’d see god every time I was trying
There’s no point
For no existence
Kill everything against us
Options are lined up for us
I told them that I would’ve trusted
Another second longer I…
I change up my feelings
Pick up my slack, and I say what
Think they’re gonna tell me what to say, huh?
Picking up my bags, and I break up
I don’t give a damn if you give a fuck
Cause I swing and I kill 'em
When I fiend I don’t feel
I got blood on my wrist, blood in my socks
Fade out the back, I’m dipping off the block
Say it ain’t so, say it ain’t so
Fading out slow, fading out slow
Living this fake, this life is hate
I wanna make change
Fading out slow, fading out slow
Fading out slow, fading out slow
I’ll make a world where everything that’s ever been said that seemed like a
distant far away dream becomes a reality, to which we live in
I promise
Before I fade out slow