Think I'mma be a fool
At last for you?
You said you wanna stay BABE
Pain's gotta be a tool
That lasts for you
Don't make it go away
Watchu say YEAH
As if this chop
Is gonna help you breathe, punk
You got a dad who sees
You through a worried mind
You thought you did better
When you messed on the dancefloor
And drink and smoke
'til you got blind
As if this weight
Won't ever break your knees, ****
Picking wrong fights
Rolling on the ground
All of these red flags waving
That I love to ignore
Don't feel **** anymore
Unbound and unsound
Think I'mma be a fool at last for you?
You said you wanna stay BABE
Pain's gotta be a tool
That lasts for you
Don't make it go away
Watchu say-YEAH
I will never make
It in the long run
You gotta do your thing
Do I look like a man
With a plan, hon?
Say You gotta do your thing
Punched the mirror, bleeding out for fun
Guess You gotta do your thing
Another night like this, I swear I'm done
You gotta do your thing
Spitting ice cubes and catching
Them back with the mouth
Spittin' on sentences
Way too short, way too loud
Of all the times to speak
These words, you choose now
As if I needed another reason
As if I needed another reason
Don't care no more
Rotten to the core
Now I'm gone ballistic
'Cause I'm working on
A thing for the gore-
Feeling quite sadistic
Now I see the truth face to face
I was stuck running in place
And all these wounds from the past
Drowning In broken glass
**** this shit, man
I'm outta here
