(You did good, $lick)
Uh, uh, uh
Buh, buh, buh
(It's a smash)
E-yee
(Lonely boy)
Yeah
I been all alone in my room
Heart heavy, think it's runnin' out of room
Comin' to you, live from the mausoleum
Run away and hide, I don't wanna see 'em
No
I don't go outside anymore, no, no, no
I don't go outside any oh Lord, oh Lord, uh
I been sick and tired of the pills, oh Lord, oh Lord
Been sick for so long, I don't know what normal is
Think I hear the Lord up in my ear
Sayin', "Son, do you want to be healed?"
I don't think I'm worthy to be healed
I don't think I know the answer here, no, uh
I don't wanna talk about it, no, no, no
I don't wanna talk about it
I don't go outside anymore, no, no, no
I don't go outside anymore
I was in a Lamborghini rollin'
Woke up to my Lamborghini stolen
Swervin' in Rolls Royce smokin'
Woke up to my Rolls Royce gone
Startin' to really feel like I got no one
Countin' all this money by my lonesome
I can feel their hate, feel their loathin'
All work, no play, I be no fun
I don't go outside anymore
I don't go outside anymore
Yeah
I been all alone in my room
Heart heavy, think it's runnin' out of room
Comin' to you, live from the mausoleum
Run away and hide, I don't wanna see 'em
No
I don't go outside anymore, no, no
I don't go outside any oh Lord, oh Lord
I been sick and tired of the pills, oh Lord, oh Lord
Been sick for so long, I don't know what normal is
I don't think I'm worthy to be healed
I don't think I know the answer here
Mister runaway boy
Man, I'm tired of this shit, I'm tired of this shit, alright?
Do better
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