Smokin' on my own now I'm givin' up I don't feel like I'm alive now I'm givin' up Look into your eyes just another one See me in the forest then you better run Black coat, black blade standing in the rain Only see my face in the fucking picture made Never gave a fuck about me now I'm getting laid Never gave a fuck about getting paid
[Verse 2: Spooky Black] No you'll never see me, I'll be all alone Smoked out, bout' to die, sitting on my throne Then retreat into the night I never had my phone Tryin' to link up, bitch I'm already gone So cold when I'm sliding through All these thoughts I get high to No I won't even mind you See I'm alone up in my mind too
[Outro: SPOOKY BLACK] Your eyes grow quite frightening Your eyes grow quite frightening Edit the description to add: Historical context: Historical context. An explanation of the overall story (e.g. "In this song, Eminem corresponds with a crazed fan who...") The sample used for a beat.