This Isn’t Las Vegas

(This isn’t Las Vegas)

Bitch, I’m killing the mind
I’m staying behind, I think I resign
The inner line starts to intertwine
With that inner vine
Said I’m feeling fine but I’m feeling drained (Yeah)
I’m hating my life and I’m feeling ashamed
Should I end this shit or stay entertained
Honestly we all feel the same
Fuck this shit, I cannot figure it out
Hold out my hand after having these doubts
You stuck and abandoned, you stay in my house
You taking these xanax, You sleep on my couch
You dealing with panic, I’m kicking you out (Yeah)
Stuck with the damage
You taking advantage
But I cannot manage
I just wanna vanish
And call me a bandit
I’m leaving the planet
Deceitfulin’ Janet
She basic as cable
Look at the labels
And start to staple up my eyes
Look at the lies, just swallow your pride
You want me to die, then say your my bride
The pressure applied, you cannot decide
And I’ll tell you my guy that I never revived
I’m cutting the ties
You never loved me, oh I’m so surprised
You fuck around with these other guys
But I’m unfazed and I don’t reply
Don’t feel shit
Don’t deal with the nonsenese
In past tense, my eyes clenched to yours
Straight locked
Meditate in my grave spot
Imma levitate and I hesitate in the same spot

I look at you it don’t (x2)
I look at you it don’t feel the same, don’t feel the same
And I look at you it don’t feel the same, don’t feel the same

(This isn’t Las Vegas)

(Yeah) I’m going through these stages
This isn’t Las Vegas
Now I’m going through the phases, bitch
Seeing all these faces
So numb, she faceless
I’m wired like braces
Not tied down, no laces
Get high now, don’t face it (bitch)
Restless
Temptation
I take a vacation
From my mind, it’s racing
I slowly feel vacant
I hate this, I hate this
So don’t test my patience (Yeah)
I need me some space, bitch
I tend to stay spacious
And she’s so flirtatious
Don’t need her, she basic
I look at your eyes, see a damaged soul
How the fuck did you manage cold
Nobody knows
Real turn badly
Business and savvy
I’m never happy
Get up out my back seat
Go call a taxi
You never need me yet you keep me
Bitch, exactly

(I honestly don’t know what to do with you)