That was overdose in the middle of rose
Have you seen my eyes in the shadow of the ice
And i’m feeling like a deadman, smoking other dose
Have you seen depression that is fucking made of gloss
Have you seen my eyes, though
Have you seen my hoes
Have you seen my homies, they are missing for some dose
My eyes, though
My eyes, though
My eyes, though
junky,
That was overdose in the middle of rose
Have you seen my eyes in the shadow of the ice
And i’m feeling like a deadman, smoking other dose
Have you seen depression that is fucking made of gloss
Have you seen my eyes, though
Have you seen my hoes
Have you seen my homies, they are missing for some dose
My eyes, though
My eyes, though
My eyes, though