6obby - ​moon lyrics

Yago's beats been poppin'

Under the moon with the trees
Where you'll find me
I left home, I was sick of all the fighting
Paint me a picture of the future
Now I'm crying
I feel ants on my skin, and they remind me
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it
(Make it, make it)

What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
And what the fuck do you even know?
I just want to be left alone
Why you always put up a show?
Acting like we were ever close
Popping these pills in the forest
Smoking ghost-pipe this boy in the woods
Never searching for a way back
I'm doing fine by myself, so don't mind me
Trying my best to just
Put everything behind me
So, if you need me, try a different day
Feeling better because now I've
Found a another way
To get this off my mind I
Keep it all away from me
But you'll never see, I'm doing this for me
This been getting harder
But you'll never know
Everything I hold is someone
I stay here alone
Feelin' like a TNT, that's about to blow
Any second, any day, I just might explode

This been getting harder
But you'll never know
Everything I hold is someone
I stay here alone
Feelin' like a TNT, that's about to blow
Any second, any day, I just might explode

Under the moon with the trees
Where you'll find me
I left home, I was sick of all the fighting
Paint me a picture of the future
Now I'm crying
I feel ants on my skin, and they remind me
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it
(Make it, make it)

Under the moon with the trees
Where you'll find me
I left home, I was sick of all the fighting
Paint me a picture of the future
Now I'm crying
I feel ants on my skin, and they remind me
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it
Everyday just feels the same, I gotta face it
Problems in my head in every placement
Doing what I can to erase it
Can we just be real? I'll never make it