Ur toxic as ever // OnlyFan

I’m tryna get back to where I was
I’m tryna feel this feeling that I felt when I was a lot younger
And it’s nostalgic but I can’t quite relate back to it
I can’t quite connect
What’s more beautiful than breathing love, y’know

Goddamn
You’re at it again, I’m not too surprised
All the contradictions, all the truthless lies
There’s always fiction in your fairytales
But you’ve got conviction so it rarely fails
You’re on a mission to do very well
But you only like the money when that money thrown
And you’re always hitting honey out the honey comb
Rocking sunnies like it’s sunny all summer long
You’re drеssed up for the club like its homеcoming
Get messed up, left the club with your nose bloody
You can never simmer down, girl you left the stove running
And you never hear me out, you make me think I know nothing
December’s dreary drought didn’t freeze, the snow’s muddy
It’s throat cutting, it’s so numbing, soul crushing
These rose buds don’t grow out the snow
I better grow up before I get old

You’re at it again, got me superstitious
At my wit’s end, but then again who isn’t
Life been super twisted lately
Erratic, consistently off the hinge daily
I’m so weak in my knees
Just another evening where I’m gonna go sleep in my jeans
Another lover leaving that I’m no longer deep in-between
I reek of the weed while I drink Hennessy

I’m messed up off that drug sex love
I messed up, all this lost love fucks my head up
I’m messed up off that drug sex love
I messed up, all this lost love fucks my head up

You disconnect from reality like it’s Bluetooth
Your misconceptions are filled with fallacy, you’ve got screws loose
The vids you tape of anatomy are blocked on YouTube
And Netflix, and Hulu, I’m not your only fan
A whopping show of hands would flock and squawk at your command
You’re missing calories mixing Addies in fruit juice
You’re skipping classes to fill out your gallery
Slim figure with a way thicker salary

I’m just a hopeless romantic
These feelings won’t vanish
Why am I being so manic
Location remote, I’m stranded
You keep going on tangents tryna control the damage
Goddamn it, now you’ve got the upper hand advantage
I gotta hand it to you, but you planned it
You manage to bandage the wounds that you brandish
You just can’t fathom two different truths
It don’t fit in your ritual
I see the trippiest visuals in your outlandish planet