Don Cov - Thirty Redding Lyrics

(Shouts 30)
Damn, doc
Shit ain't even worth it no more
All this work I put in
Shit ain't even workin no more
Life is f*ckin me, ain't even no flirtin no more
Not an ounce of peace in my soul, whatchu searchin it for
(Wait) a ship is coming

(Sink)
Sadboi

All this bad shit I get into to feel something
(All this deep breathing
This thinking I feel stuck in)
I'm f*cked up
I can't seem to find ease
Distracted not relieved
I'm in a bind, think
I'm strong enough to break out of it
But I'm tired
I need a break and a break down, I need to cry, sheesh
Sometimes I'm surprised that my mind works
Shit, I know I'm my daddy's son, but the shine hurts

Just sitting here
(Drying out)
Sadboi

Never will I suicide, but I'm not fine, f*ck
I need a way out
Can't see the road, blind, sucks
And I just suck it up
No way to rewind or redo
You really face your worth in times nobody needs you
I look at my gun different
(What?) imma use it?
(Shit) cant even have fun with it
(Cuz imma lose it?)
I'm the living, breathing, bad habits that I influence
And I'm a lot more trouble than I know what to do with
So

Nothing else to do but just ship it
F*ckin sadboi

Everytime I look back
Can't think back
But so far
I'm making this shit up as i go, and i go hard
I embrace it
I'm pretty bad, like, I show scars
I'm even destructive when I'm helpful, like a crowbar
I set a low bar
Still failed and I'm fed up
I'll beat myself to shit,
Tell myself ("I said, get up")
So many problems she'd wish I could hide better
And I dont write em down, this ain't no suicide letter

Sittin in the mournin
Good mournin, sadboi

Looks like nothing's gonna change
Sadboi
Mhm