[Verse 1: Checks]
Isolated, can't feel a thing
See no one nowhere, I'm suffering
I'm someone who cannot cope
Also the one you don't know
Saw me through the window
Disregard me, what do I know?
Saw her through the pane
Left me in the rain
[Verse 2: BLCKK]
I won't sink again, I can't talk to you about anything anymore
And past everything I've done, when my door won't open, let me go
'Cause I wanted this like you wanted me to change
I'm so fucking low, so fucking low
And bring the bottle to bed
So I can pass the fuck out and feel worse about myself
'Cause I don't know how I'm supposed to fucking cope
And I'm so far gone, I won't be here long
And all the letters that you wrote for me
And told me I could fuck around and die for all you cared
Well, at least I cared
At least I
[Outro: BLCKK]
Well, at least I cared
At least I
LOW was written by CHECKS (Producer).
LOW was produced by BLCKK & Nate Thomas.