(One, two, three, four.)
Me and you have always got a perfect way to waste time
I got no food left on my plate, but you still find a way to take mine
I keep hearing my name and how it's climbing up the grapevine
My stick could end your life and let me show you how it changed mine
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me (b-b-boom)
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyway
Its like I'm bound to fail,
My friends just don't care how I feel
How much my heart for retail?
I know the devil's in the details
This beat, I'm throwing and catching (m-mhm)
I'm slow, I don't know how to match it (m-mhm)
(yeahhhhhhhhh) I don't make fire, somebody throw in a matchstick
My music f*cking sucks its time to bury the hatchet
...
(FUCK!)
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyways
(aahhhhh or whatever)
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English
(One, two, three, four.)
Me and you have always got a perfect way to waste time
I got no food left on my plate, but you still find a way to take mine
I keep hearing my name and how it's climbing up the grapevine
My stick could end your life and let me show you how it changed mine
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me (b-b-boom)
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyway
Its like I'm bound to fail,
My friends just don't care how I feel
How much my heart for retail?
I know the devil's in the details
This beat, I'm throwing and catching (m-mhm)
I'm slow, I don't know how to match it (m-mhm)
(yeahhhhhhhhh) I don't make fire, somebody throw in a matchstick
My music f*cking sucks its time to bury the hatchet
...
(FUCK!)
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyways
(aahhhhh or whatever)
Me and you have always got a perfect way to waste time
I got no food left on my plate, but you still find a way to take mine
I keep hearing my name and how it's climbing up the grapevine
My stick could end your life and let me show you how it changed mine
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me (b-b-boom)
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyway
Its like I'm bound to fail,
My friends just don't care how I feel
How much my heart for retail?
I know the devil's in the details
This beat, I'm throwing and catching (m-mhm)
I'm slow, I don't know how to match it (m-mhm)
(yeahhhhhhhhh) I don't make fire, somebody throw in a matchstick
My music f*cking sucks its time to bury the hatchet
...
(FUCK!)
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Chop the poison up and snort it, throw up my guts
I write emotions down, record it, I talk too much
I-I-I'm leaning on the substances I use as my egos crutch
I made a thousand just today, that's why I say "I don't care how much."
Now that I know I won't live long enough to see 17;
I can say "f*ck yourself" and "f*ck your health" for trying to be me
Don't really wanna go, that's all a waste
You already f*cking know I'm full of hate
You really wanna go back to that place?
You know that I will go back anyways
(aahhhhh or whatever)
Writer: Elliott Goodall
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid