Pastillas

Fucking tough life
It's all uphill
Always well laid out
Fucking adrenaline
I can't stop now
There's no turning back

A shitload of girls
A shitload of scars
My heart's all broken
My soul's all rotten
How many have seen me cry
My love, goodbye

A ton of money
Punches of envy
Always paranoid
My mind's lost
If I went crazy, well
Fuck it, I'm not backing down

Well connected
People who watch out for me
Living the dream
This is my last life
See you in the afterlife
We're all gonna get our turn

'Cause I'm like this
This is how I'm gonna die
I've made my mess
I've got it all
I'm not happy

'Cause I'm like this
This is how I'm gonna die
I've made my mess
I've got it all
I'm not happy

And remember, kid
Keep your head up
Stay cool
Bad reputation, good life
Fuck it

A ton of questions
My mind's a mess
Back to the shrink
Fourth prescription
More pills again
Another relapse

The Ruger’s loaded
Putting in bullets
.38 holes
Marked on my back
Always on the edge
My dead ones watch over me

Kisses from princesses
Whose names I don’t know
Nothing in life
Is gonna make me cry
Another Sertraline
Lower the curtain

Well connected
People who watch out for me
Living the dream
This is my last life
See you in the afterlife
We're all gonna get our turn

'Cause I'm like this
This is how I'm gonna die
I've made my mess
I've got it all
I'm not happy

'Cause I'm like this
This is how I'm gonna die
I've made my mess
I've got it all
I'm not happy

Tell 'em, Radiant bastard
Nobody said the road would be easy
But let them throw the stones
And the obstacles they want, fuck it
I was born for this, and if the dream comes with all that baggage
Bring it on, kid, I'm ready for the punches
Tell 'em, Radiant, Tommy Bastard