Requiem - Harrison Blythe

Requiem Lyrics

Smoke fills the cabin now
I'm not burning, I'm not on fire
I'm smoking slims in the Jag, driving fast the wrong way down the highway
Smoke fills the cabin, I'm dying now
You've all come to watch the show
You've all come to see Blythe implode
Like a fading star
I can't think straight
Can't even function
How did I get this way?
All this dysfunction
I've got one in the chamber, four in my mouth
And nine in my bloodstream
In my bloodstream
In my bloodstream

Everything seems to mean
So much more on morphine
Munching jellybeans and benzodiazipines
But yet everything still feels boring
Ahhh
I've got all of these cameras flashing in my face
After this long, drawn out police chase
You can call it a disgrace, but baby
Any publicity is good
Officer never you mind the city behind me
I burned that bitch down to the ground
And don't you mind that glock sitting on the passenger's seat
It's only there for when I feel like messing around
See I don't have time for all your petty games
I've got bitches on the Internet praying my name
I've got a date with death and I don't wanna be late
So I'll just get back in my car and speed away
Ah ah ah
Ahhh
This beat is cancer
This beat is cancer
This beat is cancer
And I am sick, sick, sick, sick, sick in the head
This is my requiem.