| You might speak a different language but I see you observe
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| You have a good soul, and the chemistry is nice
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| You sugar coat a lot, since we off to be exact
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| Repress a lot of anger and I’m always holding back
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| But I’m not losing sleep, the memory I keep
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| Honestly it’s not worth my time, I swear not a second
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| I see you get excited and it gets me kind of frightened
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| You don’t know what you’re doing man, you’re stepping on my toes
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| Blindly, remind me, what makes you think you can’t wait?
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| Everybody lost their mind and their sense of respect
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| Been nice for too long, now I feel with regrets
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| Panic attack, fuck I need to breath
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| Smoke this weed, leave the room away from the energy
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| I’m not tryna consume, you feel me hen?
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| And jealousy never made me feel better, really
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| I’m filled with gratitude, though I’m in tunnel vision, steady working
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| Let the meaning happen when I’m not searching
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| Just know you destined, and lay it on the table
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| Not everybody’s straight up, but everybody’s able… to be
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| Feel the need to succeed
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| Holy innocence, it’s a childhood dream
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| I know it’s not what it seems
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| But I love a guilty pleasure, uh, a guilty pleasure
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| You feel the need to succeed
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| Feel the need to succeed
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| Holy innocence, it’s a childhood dream
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| I know it’s not what it seems
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| But I love a guilty pleasure, that’s all I could say
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| I’m made of glass, I crack fast
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| I seek your soft skin, the moment that we’re in
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| It’s the past, let’s begin, why pretend
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| No matter how it ends, still want you in my life as a friend
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| Fuck it though, I’m better off alone
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| To be the bigger person is depressing, I don’t know
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| I try to make sense, but why do that? |
| I’d rather black out
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| Forget it all, as a matter of fact
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| …Uh, eyes hurt from the flashback
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| Do it again, just a recap
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| I learned a lesson, I have an obsession with the wrong situation
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| Always thinking I could fix
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| But so far, no one seems to be convinced
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| Lost that train of thought when I was walking off that cliff
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| Or should I say slipped, jumped, or pushed, is it suicide handbook?
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| Nah let’s take a second, look
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| Love to tell you what you shouldn’t hear, dysfunctional and weird
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| You’re soma comfortable and the point is never clear
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| The way it’s gonna stay, don’t try to perceive
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| Cause you’re only gonna hate me once you understand… me |