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[Intro]
Sorrow bringer

First
First, yeah..
Things first
Yeah, woah

[Verse 1]
First things first
Wear my heart on my sleeve
Til' the dirt on my hearse
Did me so wrong
Kinda felt like it's a curse
I could not have gotten fucked over any worse
In the shadows I lurk
We see five-o, we disperse
But lately as I surf with this pool of hard words
Did it to myself, don't know when will I learn
They don't wanna listen these from what I've heard
(Ohhh)
Something isn't right but the way they act pretend
I just roll blank-faced where I sit

Drank too much and got sick
I been spinnin' like a new Beyblade when I rip
Something isn't cool about the way that I'm living
Don't expect you to understand my disposition
Don't know you and I'm glad that I didn't
And I don't know you but you act like we kick it
Don't give me a hard time of what my sleep schedule is
I gotta be up at three AM for the witching
I just really don't feel right, I'm not skinny
Something about the shape, I can't tell where I fit in
I'ma sit and smoke all night like I didn't
Smoke the whole day running through the whole zip and
I just really don't feel a gram when I'm slipping
I don't even post like that, it's my business
They don't even know who I am, there's no difference
Pretty girl in my DM, I don't miss her
Pretty girl completely [instilled?] and I'd listen
Keep holding, holding on
Keep wishing

[Verse 2]
I naively had my romantic predictions
And should've considered that maybe it's fiction
I should've followed my own superstitions
But for some reason thought it would be different
That maybe you'd help me find where my heart is but that's not fair to make you fix my own predicament
I guess more than anything I'm just lonely and thought maybe company would be like medicine
I think you're beautiful but that's irrelevant
I just felt like adding that in
And now that it's typed out I feel like I might as well tell you it
Always here if there's something I can help you with
I like the city, just don't have a reason to stay in it
But I guess it just was what I made of it
I would've stayed if you wanted to hang a bit
Thinkin' how the days [?] to a [banquet?]