Euthanasia

Post Malone

Took a fuckin' sip from my ash can It didn't bother me too much I spit another tooth in the trash can I gave up on keepin' me intact When I go out It ain't gonna hurt at all A choir of angels Euthanasia Behold, a sober moment Too short, and far between I should crack one open To celebrate being clean When I go out It ain't gonna hurt at all An end to anger Euthanasia When I go out Ain't gonna hurt at all Familiar stranger Euthanasia They say it's painless Euthanasia

Written by: Austin Richard Post, Louis Russell BellLyrics © Universal Music Publishing GroupLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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