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Suicideboys - Misery In Waking Hours Lyrics

A self confessed serial killer talks exclusively to Channel 9
John Hughes admits killing a truck driver along I-29 in October of 2008
But he's told me he had murdered many more people
And tonight we take you inside the mind of a serial killer
I don't think like normal people, never have
Have racing thoughts, it's been that way since I was a kid
Constantly doesn't matter if I'm asleep, like, constantly thinking
You did good slick
It's a smash

Yeah, got me fucked up (Okay, okay, okay)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, got me fucked up (Okay, okay)
Yeah, ayy, yeah

Money what I'm 'bout (Wetto)
Too much cash to count (Brr)
Keep that bitch outside, ain't no hoes up in my house (Haha, haha)
Smokin' out the ounce, uh
All my (Yeah)
My bitch wanna affection but I'm busy cleaning weapons (Brr)
Buy you trash, presidential
I can't trust no man, so me drivin' is essential (Skrr)
Sippin' on some potion (Yeah)
I got no emotion (Nah)
Sold my opp a pack, now his dog is what he's smoking
Since I was a youngin' I been moving like a mad man (Okay)
Fuckin' up a sac
Daddy's smokin' crack (Let's get it)
By sixteen, I was pimping, fucking bitches back to back (Let's get it)
Was with me in the trap, told me rap and don't look back (Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, yeah, yeah)
Wish my dog was here so I can give him every plaque (Every plaque)
Hope he lookin' down with me counting every rack
This shit deeper than rap, man this shit deeper than labels
Kids eatin' dinner with no father at the table (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it stable (Let's get it)
Gotta keep it pushing (Let's get it)
Them hoes, they got me fucked up, think I'm worrying 'bout pussy
Right here where I should be (North)
Eastern B-L-O-C
Grey 59 stayed F-U-C-K-E-D till the U-P

Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up (Fucked up)
Bitch, you got me fucked up

Six feet under ground, yeah, but I can go deeper
Always got my heater I'm fighting off a fever
Sleep with one eye open, always winkin' at the reaper
Used to get so high, they found me ether
Ruby bring the fuck
Ruby shadows when the night fall (Yeah)
But this shit is bumpin', like I'm snorting Chinese dry wall
Playin' smooth like baby, make his bitch think that I might crawl
AMG Mercedes, got like it don't bite y'all
Shining so hard, I'm turning in the bright (Hawk)
Blacklisted, spray my name in red up on the white wall
Eyeballs all on me man, I hate this fucking fame shit
Caught in broad daylight, fuck, it's too late, I can't shape shift (No)
Always looking down, they think that Ruby need a face lift
Everyday I send out doppelgangers in the same fit (Huh?)
Get the fuck away from me
Leave me the fuck alone
All of the credit I get is a lie, the whole time, it was one of my clones (It was)
They say they got beef, but they chewin' up beyond meat (Beef, fuck off)
How these suckers think they on my level is beyond me
Boy go get yo' bread up, shred some lettuce, some me (Yeah, yeah)
With the honey, bitch, you got the wrong bee (Okay)

Yeah, got me fucked up (Got me fucked up)
Yeah, got me fucked up (Ayy)
Yeah, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up
Bitch, you got me fucked up