[Verse 1: twikipedia]
Might've done some fuck shit but that's just how it go, uh
Whenever I talk to you I'm doing the most, uh
Then I get distracted but I don't wanna go away
Tell me what I gotta do for you to stay
I really felt okay, felt it last 100 days
I tried talking to my parents but they tell me that it's fake
Feeling like a fucking loser, lay in bed all fucking day
I already tried it all but this feeling won't go away
I keep crying, I just wanna stop now
I keep lying, I just wanna die now
Gun to my head, like, I just wanna try it out
Wait, I already lost the song now
Okay, hi, what's up?
I know that I did too much
Every time I try to tell you
You run away, like, what the fuck?
I think that I got a problem
Everything I do just sucks
I try to record a song but I end up just getting stuck
I think that it's funny, when I'm sad I get surprised
Catch a glimpse of my reflection now I'm rubbing on my eye
Big bag on me, I went shopping
Talkin' that shit you know damn well that we dropped em
30 got him Christopher Walkin'
I been drinking, moving like a zombie
I don't know what I'm supposed to
Go to hell like I don't know you
I know they be tryna use you
Really, and you don't give a fuck
Might've done some fuck shit but that's just how it go, uh
Whenever I talk to you I'm doing the most, uh
Then I get distracted but I don't wanna go away
Tell me what I gotta do for you to stay
I really felt okay, felt it last 100 days
I tried talking to my parents but they tell me that it's fake
Feeling like a fucking loser, lay in bed all fucking day
I already tried it all but this feeling won't go away
I keep crying, I just wanna stop now
I keep lying, I just wanna die now
Gun to my head, like, I just wanna try it out
Wait, I already lost the song now
Okay, hi, what's up?
I know that I did too much
Every time I try to tell you
You run away, like, what the fuck?
I think that I got a problem
Everything I do just sucks
I try to record a song but I end up just getting stuck
I think that it's funny, when I'm sad I get surprised
Catch a glimpse of my reflection now I'm rubbing on my eye
Big bag on me, I went shopping
Talkin' that shit you know damn well that we dropped em
30 got him Christopher Walkin'
I been drinking, moving like a zombie
I don't know what I'm supposed to
Go to hell like I don't know you
I know they be tryna use you
Really, and you don't give a fuck
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