Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Worried, artist - Whxami. Date of issue: 17.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Worried |
| Said I’ve been away for awhile |
| And now I still don’t know how I’ma go about it |
| So whatchu know about it? |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| My arms are cold and bloody |
| And I’ve been distant for a very long time |
| I still don’t know how she feel about me |
| I get to thinking about it |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| This is my suicide, I guess she know |
| I’ve been worried being broke |
| Worried being alone |
| Worried I’ma die young |
| And suffer if I grow old |
| And I’m tired of these nights spent crying |
| While I justify it for why I never pick up the phone |
| You wanted me to be honest, well then baby you got it |
| Everyone afraid to die is somehow suicidal |
| And I spend a lot time in my head tryna fight it |
| Fuck it, I ain’t keeping secrets to myself |
| What’s the problem? |
| I’ve been worried about my health, my obsessive order |
| Worried I’ma never prove everybody else wrong |
| That I can do the shit I want, fuck following orders |
| Worried that I’m just a joke stuck wallowing off |
| My depressive mindset just wanna let go |
| And I’m tired of the fact it’s hard trying to fix artists, so I’m off this |
| This is me, isn’t this what you wanted? |
| So I thought, and I’m lost, tell where is you goin'? |
| Said I’ve been away for awhile |
| And now I still don’t know how I’ma go about it |
| So whatchu know about it? |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| My arms are cold and bloody |
| And I’ve been distant for a very long time |
| I still don’t know how she feel about me |
| I get to thinking about it |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| This is my suicide, I guess she know |
| Yeah, I know I’ve been distant |
| I tried to listen to the words that you said |
| But I’m feeling resistant |
| Black hole of emotions, my whole existence |
| I deserve everything but forgiveness |
| Earning my way, but I can’t buy health |
| Depressing the impressions of (?) the wealth |
| Everyone searching for the man himself |
| Tryna find another path to the way that we felt |
| Through the drugs and the sex and the life I lived |
| To be honest, I ain’t really got much to give |
| Abridged my life story to save the kids |
| And I don’t even know what the problem is |
| But I know that I’m done smoking mids |
| I’m done being broke with no accomplishments |
| I’m done being a joke to your accomplices |
| And now I’m rolling smoke with confidence |
| Because I know myself, and I know the way that I am |
| Motherfucker, come and make my day |
| Y’all laughed, tryna say that I won’t make my way |
| So don’t ask about the motherfucking cash I make |
| I’m doing fine |
| Don’t know your name, I’m just tryna make mine |
| You’re all the same and I’m done being nice |
| Fuck being famous, your soul is the price |
| I hope that I’m wrong but I’m probably right |
| So I’m iso' |
| I might go get psycho |
| 'Cause I’m ice cold |
| You might know that I fight so let’s cut it |
| Making my music is all that I got these days |
| I feel no embrace, I can’t see your face |
| Said I’ve been away for awhile |
| And now I still don’t know how I’ma go about it |
| So whatchu know about it? |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| My arms are cold and bloody |
| And I’ve been distant for a very long time |
| I still don’t know how she feel about me |
| I get to thinking about it |
| Well ain’t it perfect? |
| I fell through the tiles |
| I’m bleeding out onto the floor around me |
| This is my suicide, I guess she know |