Watercolor

She picking bugs out my brain
Tryna find some semblance of sanity
Losing myself
In her reflection from the vanity
Im drowning in a pool of tears
Fuck if you a fan of me
I just need assurance
Seems like everyones abandoned me
Hard to find a friend when everything is pitch black
But i keep the pendant round my neck, lucky left cat
Decaf, all my friends are there to see if i blow
And if i do, they might try and pop out at a show
Or do some shit that would get them some money
I never liked the color green
It makes еveryone turn ugly
I hate seeing what pеople do for some cash
They rather chase a bag then make the memories to be had
I want joy, that's the plot
And it's always fuck cops
Right now, i love colors
And sitting, writing all these bops
Every single song
Is like another side thot
Put in a little bit of cash
And a whole lot of thought

H20, you can't even find me in the flow
Watercolor heart beats red out my throat
Pastel pinks in everything that i see
It's just a pitch black darkness every time you gotta leave
Please don't leave
It's just another thing i gotta grieve
I promise that i won't even infect you with the fleas
And we know what's going on
You still in love wit the steez
So what's it gonna be, baby
What's it gonna be