Juice WRLD - Kryptonite (Sour) lyrics

All through the midnight hours
Running from my fears
Shit I feel like a coward
Kryptonite killed all of my superpowers
My anxiety builds
I jump off the stress tower
Reaching for the pills, I take Opiate showers
Growing from my sins that
I'm planting in flowers
Devil got me snorting lines
Of enchantment powder
Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour

I find it fascinating that I'm
High off my own supply
Buckle up it's gon' be a long ride
Knuckle up, these demons came to fight (Oh)
Run amok, 'mok, 'mok, cause a ruckus (Oh)
Had enough, 'nough, 'nough
Screaming fuck this (Oh)
Yeah, fuck this all
Life gets dirty, time for the Lysol
Making crucial mistakes
Yeah I know it's my fault
You hate to look at my face
Yeah I know it's my fault
You don't gotta tell me
I know I'm the cause
Surgery is needed put away the gauze

All through the midnight hours
Running from my fears
Shit I feel like a coward
Kryptonite killed all of my superpowers
My anxiety builds
I jump off the stress tower
Reaching for the pills, I take Opiate showers
Growing from my sins that
I'm planting in flowers
Devil got me snorting lines
Of enchantment powder
Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour

Sometimes life flies over my head, yeah
It's out of my hands, yeah
Hard to comprehend that i fall to my knees
Tell God I'm calling it quit's
Want out the misery business
Cause I can't take it
Things ain't what they seem
They think it's easy to be me
I never let them see me bleed
I only let them see peace
Things ain't what they seem
They think it's easy to be me
I never let them see me bleed
Nor see me in pieces
I'm getting used to opening up
To people around me
I know that they're my family
They would do anything to help me
But they still don't know everything that
Is going on inside of me
Even I don't know all the
Places my demons are hiding

All through the midnight hours
Running from my fears
Shit I feel like a coward
Kryptonite killed all of my superpowers
My anxiety builds
I jump off the stress tower
Reaching for the pills, I take Opiate showers
Growing from my sins that
I'm planting in flowers
Devil got me snorting lines
Of enchantment powder
Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour