have u ever had a vato's blood pool at ur feet
afraid to speak
as the color stains ur sneaks

hands shakin, ur eyes are tightly closed, afraid to peek
knees feelin weak
ur heart racing as emotion reachin peak

i'm feelin sick, imma puke, my eyes can barely see
leanin on this tree...
sweatin' cold i feel i'm gonna freeze...

only needed one but i squeezed off three
now i'm never free
visions of his blood in my sleep
keep goin, movin on..it was either him or me