(You did)
(It's a smash)
(Lonely boy)
Yeah, talkin' to God, but feel like I been left on read
All these scars on me cost more than designer threads
Replayin' conversations I never won (Talkin' to no one)
Got me fightin' with people that's dead or already gone, yeah (Yeah)
And I keep hearin' (What's that?), that time heals all (Yeah, alright)
Brand new lies (Face it), same withdrawals (Type shit)
Money stacked up by the pills and missed calls (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't much left to hold on to (Wait, hold up)
Nowhere left to move on to (Let's go)
I need a fix, I think I've broken myself (I think)
Don't blame 'em, I can hardly look at myself (Wait)
It's all a show like I been bookin' myself (Yeah)
Fade to black (Yeah, turn me up, yeah, turn me up)
Fade to black
Yeah, couldn't find no path back down, only way to go is jumpin' (Only way to go is jumpin')
She say I got that look in my face like I haven't told her somethin'
Hope down to nothin' (Down to nothin')
Sum of all of my wounds, I feel myself succumbin'
Hallucinatin', shadows hauntin' my eyes (Hauntin' my eyes)
Not a day goes by where you not on my mind
Waist holdin' a .9, thinkin' should I waste my time? (Waste my time)
'Til my face go numb
I been fighting for my life, even with these broken hands (Woah)
See my dad and cry, lookin' at a broken man (I cried, I cried)
Let go and let God, it's the let go that I can't (Yeah)
I'm forever trapped inside of the hero they demand
Oh, oh, oh
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
You little press two baby motherfucker
Goddamn it, every time I fuckin' call you
Um, I was tryna get you on a video chat, man
Tryna figure out how to do this fuckin' autotune shit
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