| It’s been so hard to…
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| Love and trust, I…
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| I looked in the mirror
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| And what did I see?
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| Turns out the villain is me
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| Pessimistically I’m narcissistic
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| Meaning link is in my bio and you all can click it
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| I’ll only know I’m gifted based on the «likes» that I get
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| The Dopamine inside my system it don’t know the difference
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| Between the clout and love
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| I’m never down when you’re swiping up
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| And when it’s dark sing a Facetune, lighten up
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| I think i’ll never get the hang of this shit
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| If I’m suppressing misery through all the braggin' and shit
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| Wait, this is what I wanted, this is what I wanted
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| Sittin' in the meeting getting judged upon my numbers
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| Yea, it’s ironic all the numbers we be crunchin'
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| When really very few us is keepin' it 100
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| Yeah, i remember I was crying to sleep
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| I hid a girlfriend for six years, I’m finding my peace
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| I guess I hate the word «dyke» if it’s flyin' at me
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| So I avoided any questions that would rile the sheep
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| And that was toxic, trippin' on my conscience
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| Heavily weighted I was taken over with nonsense
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| Living with these monsters inside me, it was constant
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| Rather be honest than be admired and accomplished
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| I’d rather be dead, cast out, rejected instead
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| Then feedin' into all the demons as they dance in my head
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| And no ones tells you when your dreams take off
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| Certain feelings you just can’t shake off
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| It’s been so hard to
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| Love and trust
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| I built these bridges
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| Just to burn them up
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| I looked in the mirror
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| And what did I see?
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| Turns out the villain is me
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| Yeah, yeah, well…
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| Life goes on yeah
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| Life goes on.
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| Hopin' someday
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| I can right my wrongs
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| I looked in the mirror
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| And what did I see?
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| Turns out the villain is me
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| It turns out from the people who been making me hurt
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| I’m the one who’s been allowing it and makin' it worse
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| They say that craziness is really just the same routine repeated
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| Then expecting all these different things to happen
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| Entrapment until ya mind is smothered
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| In a loop and often times it’s disguised as comfort
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| In the booth talkin' rhymes like I wanna cover
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| All the truth and suffering inside the good production
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| Good for nothin, I told my dad I graduated but I never did
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| I’m gettin' sick of people askin' if I’m having kids
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| I need to handle shit, and it’s really not your business
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| Oh you’re an open book? |
| Well damn, I’m a locked kindle
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| And no it’s not simple now to really open up
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| Even if you’re showing love for me when things are goin' rough
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| How do i know that you won’t switch up?
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| So Ima cut you out the damn picture
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| It’s been so hard to
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| Love and trust
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| I built these bridges
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| Just to burn them up
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| I looked in the mirror
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| And what did I see?
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| Turns out the villain is me
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| Yeah, yeah, well…
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| Life goes on yeah
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| Life goes on.
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| Hopin' someday
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| I can right my wrongs
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| I looked in the mirror
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| And what did I see?
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| Turns out the villain is me |