Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doormat, artist - guardin. Date of issue: 28.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Doormat |
| Yeah, my time is over |
| I don’t wanna be sober |
| I’mma make it hope you waitin' on this stoner |
| 'Cause they ain’t ready for what’s droppin' in October |
| Yeah, my time is over |
| I don’t wanna be sober |
| I’m so lonely all I wanna do is hold her |
| Fuck the distance, reminisce about you closer |
| Yeah, my time is over |
| Yeah, my time is over |
| Have you ever had a thought that just eats away your brain? |
| And if you decide to kill it, then you’ll probably go insane? |
| Writing letters to yourself in hopes that it’ll stop the pain |
| But you’re livid and it’s vivid when you’ve got nothing to gain |
| Bipolarity, hilarity, I’m laughing at myself |
| Honestly I probably shouldn’t though 'cause I just need some help |
| Rollin' sticky cause I’m sick of everything inside my cells |
| Find importance in the portions of the shit I’m tryna sell |
| And you know, you know that I’ve been trying fucking hard to discard the |
| feelings that I always throw back |
| And I know, I know that |
| Lovin' me ain’t easy, sweetie I’m as useful as a doormat |
| Format my brain and program me to stop |
| 'Cause I’ve been so lost inside all of my crop |
| The rain is just falling on top of my shop |
| A tear in my ceiling I hope it don’t drop |
| Caving in, I’m caving in |
| I do this time and time again |
| I’m faded now, was faded then |
| I’ll talk to you somewhere round 10 |
| And then you’re gone and I’m alone |
| I pack my bong and fucking zone |
| There’s nowhere I can call my home |
| There’s no one I can call my own |
| At least I tell myself that |
| At least I tell myself that |
| At least I tell myself that |
| At least I tell myself that |