作词 : DaddyObito
作曲 : DaddyObito
编曲 : DaddyObito
Seems like everybody going ghost
Seems like everybody going ghost
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday I feel mortified
Feeling low getting high
Super high I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday, I feel mortified
Feeling low getting high
Super high I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
Searching for some inner peace
In a world full of misery
Don't know what's gotten into me
I'm feeling mentally fed
All the time
All the lost souls on my mind yeah
Momma on my phone checking up on me
She say I'm looking stressed, ma I'm not
I'm just getting high too much I feel the best
Ma I lied I feel the worst
This st is a curse
Editing that out my words cause I love to curse
I think that the world is fed up
The devil on my shoulder whispering so what?
Everyday I'm getting fed up
Two percs for one dammit I done lucked up
I think that the world is fed up
The devil on my shoulder whispering so what?
Everyday I'm getting f*ed up
Two percs for one dammit I done lucked up
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday I feel mortified
Feeling low getting high
Super high I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday I feel mortified
Feeling low getting high
Super high I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
She looked me in my eyes and then she frowns
Cause she knows that I'm lying
See I can't make no promise
I'm lying to you if I say I promise
Everyday I wake up and I feel like
It's a blessing and a curse
Knowing I can leave here any minute
And be taken off this earth
It feels the worst
They say the good die young
The great live forever
S**t don't change
Life's not the weather
Forever
No matter the weather
Live long forever
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday, I feel mortified
Feeling low, getting high
Super high, I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
It's a lot
On my mind
Everyday, I feel mortified
Feeling low, getting high
Super high, I am so unlike those other guys
Baby don't you realize?
I know that I'm killing myself with the lean and the percs
And every other day is a new artist waking up inside a hearse
It's horrible
