Fridays Sewerperson & killedmyself

[Chorus]
Don't let the cold get you, I bet they want it to
Pickin' this mold off of the legs attached to you
I drink the whole bottle like someone had told me to
And I'm not a role model but I'm glad I'm helping you

[Verse 1]
Fridays
Drinks inside the same old cesspool
Sometimes it's hard to wait
'Cause I need to tell you I fell in love with you
Pine trees on top my face
Taking me back to my happy place, I really miss those days
But this just part of my fate, and in that I've faith
I could make it through, eons here in these frozen wastes
I was a goner, I was a joker
Blunt on my lower lip, I am a smoker
I'm in my body but who is the owner?
I order my Uber, I think it's a Rover
I take my time in my head, really I'm mediocre
She want a bag, she want a choker
I got some money on me like a broker
I couldn't blow it, I don't even know her
I try to do what you tell me to
But I couldn't live with me hurting you
So I might ignore when you call again
I promise, I swear I'm not mad at you
I just need some time while I work it out
I just need some time while I think it through
I try to do what you tell me to
But lately I find it impossible