Pain & Art

Just turn it up, yeah
A little more
Thanks man, yeah yeah

These days I'm taking everything to heart
I'm too sensitive
Even though my feelings are irrelevant
My mind is much stronger
And I tell her I don't feel shit
So really I don't
And really I won't, go
Down this road
This is too much emotion
Me and her, too much commotion
That's too much ignoring the text too much calling, and too Much of me sleeping in the home
Tears of falling
And you wonder why we break up
Really?
I'm a fucking mess, can't you see it
But most fucking messes are hard
Why you try to heal
And I think I will use this pain as my art
Why do you try to feel
I feel a couple shots of shorrock
Maybe roll up one
Blunt
What

You ain't fuck with us but you watch
That's the whole point of being on it
That's the whole point being us
Yeah