Tape

[Verse 1]
Sit back, relax
What’s up with you?
I can’t fake this
No more, it’s so cruel
What they’d to do you if they got the chance, I
Want nothing more than you and I fucking dancing away

What’s been the motive? I, I won’t hesitate
Fucking up all my plans, just to get erased
I can’t see clearly now, I’ve been so disgraced
Ego on my face tells you everything
Yeah, we’ll only be young for so long
Body feel like a chainsaw
I’m feeling angry, I’m pissed off
Turning it off like a bad song
What is it you really want?
I can’t do shit but just rot
Lately not feeling too hot

Getting it all prepared, yeah
Something just in the air, yeah
I don’t want none of this bullshit
Still I’m just feeling so scared, yeah
Peoplе they look at me like I’m so fuckеd
Making a million songs and they suck
You know I don’t really care, yeah
You know I don’t really care, yeah
I did this shit on a dare, yeah
Now I feel lost everywhere, yeah
I don’t know nothing about ya
But I can’t it help it I’ll stare, yeah
Making me so unaware, yeah
This isn’t fair, yeah
Doing this shit ’til it tears, yeah
What did you want from

[Chorus]
Me
I’ll holding it down, but I can’t see you frown again
Yeah
Has this always been the end?
We, yeah
I’m taking it down, but I can’t see a thing so I
Yeah
Is that what I really said?

[Verse 2]
Yeah, wear it on my sleeve sometimes
Mentally, I’m out the fight, yeah
Asking you a question, like (yeah)
“What are your intentions, babe?”
Say it to my fucking face
Staying up, I got no shame
I’ve been feeling so insane, yeah
I found out the things you knew, yeah
Suddenly I’m fucking screwed, yeah
Why you never in the mood, yeah
Can we just tell the truth, yeah
Boy you never liked yourself, but
I won’t have this conversation
’Til I get my fucking payment
Motivation slowly fading

I’ve been waiting for some loose change
People hate me, I don’t care, babe
What did you say? Things won’t go away
I can’t sleep now
Somehow, somehow
You’ve been lacking
I’ve been stacking
What just happened?
Something magic
I don’t know why but it’s over
Picking scabs like four leaf clovers

April 3rd and it’s 31 degrees
Recompence getting close to you and me
Feel the pain of the things between your teeth

[Instrumental Chorus]