ninewaters - Exhausted lyrics
[ninewaters - Exhausted lyrics]
Think I need to sleep a bit
Before I hit the floor
Can't love a whore, yeah, I'm sorry, yeah
I need to sleep so I can wake up in a dream
Reality's depressing and it makes
Me wanna scream i chase love
But I know it isn't what it seems
It's a trap and it makes you
Fall apart at the seams
I'm tryna carry on with my life
But I'm losing steam
It's a wrap, everybody leave
Alone is where I be life is crap
Everybody scream when they see the beam
No I'm playing
It'll be myself if I do anything extreme
Yeah, you don't gotta blow me
Up I'll be okay
And my heart is frozen over like a snowflake
Fuck my life, fuck my feelings, smoke propane
I'm addicted to the money
Like it's cocaine, i'm okay
Wait till my art is a craze
It's gonna pay off
All my feelings got laid off
I'm getting money, that's the trade-off
Think I need to sleep a bit
Before I hit the floor
Think I need to keep a bitch
But I can't love a whore
Now they see me getting rich
They wanna see me more
Crashed the car into the bridge and
Then I hit the store
I'm exhausted and when you look into my eyes
Yeah, you know I'm haunted
Proceed with caution
I'm getting money I don't flaunt it
I change my mind a lot
I make a plan and then abort it
Apologies if you tried to text me
I ignored it
Before I hit the floor
Can't love a whore, yeah, I'm sorry, yeah
I need to sleep so I can wake up in a dream
Reality's depressing and it makes
Me wanna scream i chase love
But I know it isn't what it seems
It's a trap and it makes you
Fall apart at the seams
I'm tryna carry on with my life
But I'm losing steam
It's a wrap, everybody leave
Alone is where I be life is crap
Everybody scream when they see the beam
No I'm playing
It'll be myself if I do anything extreme
Yeah, you don't gotta blow me
Up I'll be okay
And my heart is frozen over like a snowflake
Fuck my life, fuck my feelings, smoke propane
I'm addicted to the money
Like it's cocaine, i'm okay
Wait till my art is a craze
It's gonna pay off
All my feelings got laid off
I'm getting money, that's the trade-off
Think I need to sleep a bit
Before I hit the floor
Think I need to keep a bitch
But I can't love a whore
Now they see me getting rich
They wanna see me more
Crashed the car into the bridge and
Then I hit the store
I'm exhausted and when you look into my eyes
Yeah, you know I'm haunted
Proceed with caution
I'm getting money I don't flaunt it
I change my mind a lot
I make a plan and then abort it
Apologies if you tried to text me
I ignored it