See You Round

[Verse]
I'm in the rice trap with my Dreamcast
I'm going crazy, need constructive, written feedback
I see these people and they looking like a fiend, crack
I'm laughing at the back because I never fucking sleep, bad
It's funny when they talk behind my back, they know me well
Call me honey, acting sweet, I guess I'm seeing Jesus now
Crumbling to pieces, wow, amazing, I ain't going down
I'm out my head, I'm gonna drown in sorrow, feelings screaming out
I don't know if I'm gonna make it 'til tomorrow yet
But do you really, do you want to fill me with regret?
You treat me like a demon, now, I'm seeing rejects
From all around the globe, they coming to me and I seen it
My grammer getting better now the fans are fading out
I make some trap and poppy shit but it's closing in the crowd
They see me saying that I love it but it ain't my sound
I'm taking breaks, the saving grace is what I wish I ever found

[Hook]
I don't know what you wanna do, you coming up to me
You saying "Corey, you're the best, you always aim to please"
You make me wanna snap a neck or two and go and bleed
It's oh, so funny that some time away is what I fucking need
I don't know if it's safe to say I'm going crazy now
I'm fucking 18 and I'm scared of ever going loud
I wish I never made a Bandcamp or a Soundcloud
Cause if a thousand weren't around, you wouldn't ever see me round

[Verse]
I'm in the rice trap with my Dreamcast
I'm going crazy, need constructive, written feedback
I see these people and they looking like a fiend, crack
I'm laughing at the back because I never fucking sleep, bad
It's funny when they talk behind my back, they know me well
Call me honey, acting sweet, I guess I'm seeing Jesus now
Crumbling to pieces, wow, amazing, I ain't going down
I'm out my head, I'm gonna drown in sorrow, feelings screaming out
I don't know if I'm gonna make it 'til tomorrow yet
But do you really, do you want to fill me with regret?
You treat me like a demon, now, I'm seeing rejects
From all around the globe, they coming to me and I seen it
My grammer getting better now the fans are fading out
I make some trap and poppy shit but it's closing in the crowd
They see me saying that I love it but it ain't my sound
I'm taking breaks, the saving grace is what I wish I ever found