No rest, no text, no purpose for me left
What’s next, what’s next?
You still haven’t found me yet
My chest, lost friends, but look mom I made this
(Tell me are you proud?)
It may sound weird to you to me it does
Drugs fuck you up, you know it, you still does it
Walking circles in the dark it won’t come to an end
Thank you for listening to what I have to express
Out of my chest
(R6 in this bitch!)
Get it out of there
Oh what a love
Drugs fuck you up
But you still does
Drugs fuck you up
But you still does
Oh what a love
No Purpose was written by Expiry Date.
No Purpose was produced by Expiry Date.