Rotting

I would change my way change everything about me (Ay, about me, ay)

I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in)

I would change my ways change everything about me (About me)

I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in)

And I'm rotting in pieces, rotting away

Till the bugs come eat me down to the flesh

Bitch, I been down geeking, low with the dead

Not a soul could feel this knife in my chest

And I'm rotting in pieces, rotting away

Till the bugs come eat me down to the flesh

Bitch, I been down geeking, low with the dead

Not a soul could feel this knife in my chest

I would changе my way change everything about mе (Ay, about me, ay)

I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in)

I would change my ways change everything about me (About me)

I would run away till the devil comes barking in (Barking in)