Jet aero planes
Got sun cream for a shit ton of rain
Begging for fame
Jam packed on this fucking hype train
Let's play a game
Hang yourself till your life's down the drain
Yeah Shit ain't the same
Yeah shit ain't the same
Yeah shit ain't the same
10 million bullets right through my brain
Yeah why you complain
Ain't got people calling you names
Yeah fuck the cocaine
Kill myself instead of being lame
Yeah Hang up the frame
To remember the time when I was still sane
Jet aero planes
Got sun cream for a shit ton of rain (Yeah)
Begging for fame
Jam packed on this fucking hype train (Hmm)
Let's play a game
Hang yourself till your life's down the drain (Ok)
Yeah Shit ain't the same
Yeah shit ain't the same (Yeah shit ain't the same)
Yeah shit ain't the same
Get that phone out of my face
Cut to embrace
Clean that knife and don't leave a trace
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
Yeah I'll help myself
When I end myself
And when I end myself
It's good for my health
Cause there is no way to save myself
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, help yourself)
(Gio, Gio, help yourself)
