We Die Too lyrics

Nicki: Help me, my brother's dead!

911 operator: What's your name?

Nicki: Nicki

911 operator: What do you mean by your brother's dead?

Nicki: He killed himself!

911 operator: How did he do it?

Nicki: With a gun!

911 operator: Okay, are you home alone?

Nicki: I'm home alone with my sister!

911 operator: Okay

Nicki: Get someone here quickly!

911 operator: Did you find him, Nicki?

Nicki: Yeah, and now he's dead!

You've been through some shit, through some shit

Hold on tight, don't lose your shit

You're just like me

I'mma prove that shit

Got a noose tied tight, better loosen it

Haven't slept all night, hallucinatin'

40 hours, mind is fadin'

Heart is racin', grip your chest

Contemplate about your death

Nobody but you got you

Fuck everybody around you

They just doubt you

Maybe you think they'd be better off without you

Think your life don't mean shit

Fuck it, what's the reason?

Wish I wasn't breathin'

All I do is resent

Anything and everything to do with me

I'm through with me

I pop the bottle

Swear to God I'm 'bout to swallow every dream

Godspeed

Give a fuck about me

Don't try to surround me

With your positivity, I'm happy with my misery

Just wanna watch my wrist bleed

Nobody would miss me

Pop some shells look down the barrel

This is it, I'm feelin' it, I'm feelin' sick

I hope my family understands

I'm sorry this is really it

I'm sorry this is really it!

911 operator: Nicki, stay on the phone with me, hun, okay?

Gunshot, middle of the front yard

Girlfriend

Found the body searchin'

Questions always lurkin'

Answer's never comin'

Sick inside her stomach

Empty, feelin' nothin'

She forgot what love is

All black, life off track

Got no will to live, lost that

She just wants him brought back home again

She'll never get over it

Or ever learn to cope with it

No savin' her, she's over it

No savin' her, it's over

I've had some friends do the same shit

Left me here just blamin' myself

Said they never got help

Bitch, I was right here

All I do is fight tears

Look at me!

Now you're dead at 6 feet

Suicide on 5th street

Fuckin' pussy left a mother and a kid

Wonderin' what Daddy did

Daddy's in a better place

Said they had to hide the face

I just had to drive away

Fuck your funeral

I'm leaving you just like you left me, too

I'm sick of losing you

• Artist:Jake Hill