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Love it or hate it my
Love evaporated into the mist of
The golden ages and
The reason I cry is the motivation
Subpar in the eyes of the motivated
But you don't even know what I've done
And I don't wanna know what
I think I've become
And I think that I'm coming to
Understand the reasons that I'm in
Pain are the same as those in the grave and I
Know that I'm lucky to be
Alive, on the down low, cause I been here
So damn unsure, and I love life
But I hatе it more, so
Why the fuck am I still herе for?
Heaven knocking on my door I'm feeling
Like I'm scamming God himself
You don't gotta go and kill him I
Think he plan on doing it himself
Dust on the bookshelves
Ain't no fucking story can tell
Me how to live and fuck your self help
Fuck anything that you try to bring up to me
Like
Damn boy, you pissed at the world?
Or maybe you just pissed at your girl?
I don't really gotta know what the case is
All you gotta do is stop
Acting like a squirrel
Monday mornings got me feeling like
I'm in church and I'm burning alive
Yeah and
Tuesdays, still in the ditch, Tuesdays
All my friends wanna ask how I'm feeling
I just wanna tell you that I'm
Really chilling but I'm not no, I'm not
Not alright
Summertime came and it broke me to pieces and
Then came the fall and I felt like a genius
"I'm making all these friends
I'm fucking with my teachers"
I'm a fucking a mess
But I think I'm breathing
Never felt so much sadness in my life but the
Good thing is that I got nothing to fight
I got history definitely, history
Blatantly saying what you think I am
Turns me more into that
Cause I like to adapt and I like
All the crap that the people involve me
Even if it ain't true
Sometimes all that bullshit
Is the only thing letting me move
Sometimes all that bullshit
Is the only thing letting me move
Love evaporated into the mist of
The golden ages and
The reason I cry is the motivation
Subpar in the eyes of the motivated
But you don't even know what I've done
And I don't wanna know what
I think I've become
And I think that I'm coming to
Understand the reasons that I'm in
Pain are the same as those in the grave and I
Know that I'm lucky to be
Alive, on the down low, cause I been here
So damn unsure, and I love life
But I hatе it more, so
Why the fuck am I still herе for?
Heaven knocking on my door I'm feeling
Like I'm scamming God himself
You don't gotta go and kill him I
Think he plan on doing it himself
Dust on the bookshelves
Ain't no fucking story can tell
Me how to live and fuck your self help
Fuck anything that you try to bring up to me
Like
Damn boy, you pissed at the world?
Or maybe you just pissed at your girl?
I don't really gotta know what the case is
All you gotta do is stop
Acting like a squirrel
Monday mornings got me feeling like
I'm in church and I'm burning alive
Yeah and
Tuesdays, still in the ditch, Tuesdays
All my friends wanna ask how I'm feeling
I just wanna tell you that I'm
Really chilling but I'm not no, I'm not
Not alright
Summertime came and it broke me to pieces and
Then came the fall and I felt like a genius
"I'm making all these friends
I'm fucking with my teachers"
I'm a fucking a mess
But I think I'm breathing
Never felt so much sadness in my life but the
Good thing is that I got nothing to fight
I got history definitely, history
Blatantly saying what you think I am
Turns me more into that
Cause I like to adapt and I like
All the crap that the people involve me
Even if it ain't true
Sometimes all that bullshit
Is the only thing letting me move
Sometimes all that bullshit
Is the only thing letting me move