Took one to the dome, home alone
I can't turn a stone without some bones creeping up out of my clothes
Jonesing, fiending, itching, shaking, mentally unstable, no cable
Just some white noise inside my head
And that ain't no wrap sheet, but what I regret instead
Days of me and cherry working out the motherfucking shed to get up out of my toxic bed
Forsaken the first born
And watch the rest fall at glance
Wishes of me changing my past, never had a fighting chance

Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
(When I die I want a mural painted of me) leave me alone, ay

When I die I want a mural painted of me
If I'm lucky, they'll pick a building that's really fucking ugly
Paint me puking, pain't me fucking, paint a halo right above me
Even if they tear the building down, yung plague will be scattered around
Let out the hounds while I'm stepping in your fucking town
Always surrounded by the fucking walking dead of clout
Tryna catch a breath
Always trying not to fucking drown
Ashes to ashes I'll turn to dust before I join the crowd

Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone (when I die I want a mural painted of me)
Leave me alone, ay
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone (when I die I want a mural painted of me)
(Leave me alone)

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, James Christian Shaffer, Scott Arceneaux Jr., Travis Barker