So here we are This is the end But all that dies Is born again I have nothing to fear I have nothing to say You have nothing to take this from me Years of screaming in pain pain

You wanted to play the coldness follows This isn't a game your life I'll swallow You wanted to play but I already won 1 I love hurting you 2 I love your pain pain 4 is for the torture and 5 is for the shame 'Cause ever time you want it I get off on this game

(Mad at you), And I don't want you to go to bed I know sometimes It's gonna rain But baby, can we make up now 'Cause I can't sleep through the pain pain Girl, I don't wanna go to bed (Mad at me).

Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Sooner or later that spark just disappears Every time one of us ending up in tears Is it good that we hurt every day? Is this worth all the pain pain that we feel inside? Am I too blind to see this is happening to me I live the

Take a sip of this, drink that, and don't it feel good, baby? Take a hit of this, take that, and don't it feel good, baby? (Girl, go and gather your crew 'cause me and my niggas make it do what it do) And I see it in your eyes, baby (and I) know I took

Born to lose and now I'm losing you. All my life I've always been so blue Born to lose, I've lived my life in vain Every dream has only brought me pain pain Born to lose, it seems so hard to bear How I long to always have you near You've grown tired and now

I came to bring the pain pain, hardcore to the brain Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain pain) Hey DeVante Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room On the same level This shit here

No escaping pain pain You belong to me Clinging on to life By the skin o'my teeth I had wrists donning slits Flowing constantly My broken body in a wreck Wrapped around a tree A crosswalk hit and run

All I've got, all I've got is insane I push my fingers into my eyes It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it's made of all the things I have to take Jesus it never ends, it works it's way inside If the pain pain goes on, I'm not gonna make it If

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking