text: The kid just wont leave
  Dark winters in the city, slit my wrists
  Fucked up, Im so sick
  First step to recovery is admitting it
  FaceTime with your bitch
  Lowkey, no traces who Im fucking with
  Drain Gang, Eversince
  Im the son of the rain, gone with the wind
  How could I care about a human life?
  I cant answer when you ask me, Where are you tonight?
  Looking for answers, see them in the sky
  You wanna see me, gotta pay me now
  Off the grid on a pill
  Looking for a mil, then Im looking to get killed
  Looking for love in Beverly Hills
  Looking for something that is real
  Yeah, woah
  Burning up, ah-ah
  Burning up
  I do not like how its turning out
  But you fuckboys dont concern me now
  The kid just wont leave
  Dark winters in the city, slit my wrists
  Fucked up, Im so sick
  First step to recovery is admitting it
  FaceTime with your bitch
  Lowkey, no traces who Im fucking with
  Drain Gang, Eversince
  Im the son of the rain, gone with the wind