My American Life BROCKHAMPTON

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Dead tired, feelin' stupid
It's just my American life (I'm dreaming, man)
New shoes, new apartment
And that's all, my American life

[Verse: Kevin Abstract]
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing, nothing
And I got nothing to give, that's why I made you this tape
I been climbing this wall, how much more can I take?
Sometimes I think about dying, but then I think of those days
Sometimes I wish we could speak, but I have nothing to say

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Dead tired, feelin' stupid (Feelin' stupid)
And this is my American life

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
Thank you, thank you
Thank you all, let's get it, let's get i— let's—