When I was nine I got this feeling Something like grieving I was too young to understand Our home was bleeding from the ceiling Still hear the screaming This dirty hum inside my head Now I scare myself sometimes Cocaine rails and twisted eyes When you're from where we are you face shit You scrap in basements We had no choice, we grew up fast 'Cause our moms still smoke inside And they all still got mob ties But they pray to Jesus Christ That's the funny part of life 'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite Scared of being alone at night Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights But I'm not afraid to die All of the nights we ate in silence Holding in violence Still got my temper from my dad Never learned to take my time And I wasn't allowed to cry 'Cause our moms still smoke inside And they all still got mob ties But they pray to Jesus Christ That's the funny part of life 'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite Scared of being alone at night Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights But I'm not afraid to die But I'm not afraid to die 'Cause there's nothing good in life If you don't know smart from wise Yeah, our moms still smoke inside And they all still got mob ties And my heart's in overdrive On my balcony at night Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights But I'm not afraid to die 'Cause our moms still smoke inside And they all still got mob ties But they pray to Jesus Christ That's the funny part of life 'Cause I'm scared of bugs that bite Scared of being alone at night Yeah, I'm scared to death of heights But I'm not afraid to die