Bad News
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3:32Fuck you and fuck the gaslighting you've done And the caring that I had still resulted in none Downer from the pressure maybe acting like a zombie Wanna know what I've been doing you've been keeping tabs on me Maybe pop pills taking fentanyl with it You haven't even known me long enough to form an opinion I am the judge jury and the defendant You're authorizing bad behavior and I'm so codependent Starting arguments from any minor disagreements I don't give a fuck about the bitches I could try and be with Only need one girl yeah they call it loyalty Boutta drop another tape and collect the royalties Think of time spent think I'm feeling nostalgia Now I won't crawl back doing better without ya How do I feel more like how do I deal With residual grief it's my mind that you steal How can you fight what you can't see There's a storm brewing up high in the sky that's me How do you kill a thing that never breathes Now I've run out of options I will die diseased On the surface I'm okay but inside no I'm not Release of chemicals faking happiness what I sought Yeah I'm so tired yeah I'm feeling decrepit And it'll never get better so you better accept it Block em out now they're showing their face up at my place You ain't welcome here bought a couple of heaters just in case I ain't one to entertain anybody that's showing And I don't really get the hate when you hate me for going No she ain't dead but I'm down by a friend That spot is vacant further notice going 1 to a 10 It's pure betrayal now I'm ducking and I'm setting my sail I chose the deep blue sea you can't follow my trail Bye and good riddance this time I ain't fucking kidding I've written a couple messages now but I started ripping Em up I can't explain but maybe it felt wrong I would rather have you listen to me up in this song How can you fight what you can't see There's a storm brewing up high in the sky that's me How do you kill a thing that never breathes Now I've run out of options I will die diseased