[Verse 1: Stray]
Bad bad moon written on the jawline
Red sun rising in my eyesight
I devour nights with problems on paper you could decide
If you taking a hit, but I know you'll probably decline
Woven through the withered hands of the offered
My wrists stay bound instead of stretched to others
Man everybody dies, that's a deep slumber
A well rested hot head for the cold summers
But I'm blacking out now, no time for debating, I'm out
I've been around the sounds of accolades and stood where they drowned out
Nobody held their hand out, I work for what I am now
Late nights and sacrificing sanity to a bunch of motherfucking clowns
Euthanize I put 'em down, welcome to the pound homie
Stray dogs howl, all bite never growl
Fuck it, run it with me, fly my plane into the fucking ground
Over trusting of the dreamer with the fool's gold in his mouth (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Stray]
They wanna see me in a body bag (Body bag)
Louis V coffin with the price tag (With the price tag)
So self-righteous they don't like that (Nah)
Got 'em barking so loud, I might bite back
They wanna see me in a body bag (Body bag)
Louis V coffin with the price tag (With the price tag)
So self-righteous they don't like that (Nah)
Got 'em barking so loud, I might bite back
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