K.Flay - Rawks lyrics

Playing solitaire in restaurants
Boundaries I’m testing em
No one’s really watching still I sense
That I’ve been messing up
Human but day by day I’m feeling
Like I’m less of one
Sent all my best friends presents
Yet I’m disappointing everyone
Got no direction someone summon Nora Ephron
Beer pong’s how I learned
The capital of Lebanon
Basically we’re Lennon John
Young & dead and gone
Whiskey tipsy keep on slipping
Don’t know which
End of the bed I’m on
Calories, Valeries in malls smoking
On Cali weed
How can you complain when you’ve
Made up all your realities?
Ballerinas balancing, validating maladies
Barfing up their salad greens
Par for mister balanchine
I text a lot of boys, but I rarely fuck em
Ducking clouds
Breaking down, got my head up in an oven
Shut my mouth
Blacking out
Yeah my brain is fucking bludgeoned
Though I’ve had my doubts I know
My stuff is straight disgusting
And I mean that in the best way
Flipping shit like burgers or fake
Furs or a sex change
Right onto the next phase
Got my buddies in the backseat
Don’t like what I do then get your
Lips up off my ass cheek

Rocks in my shoes, stones in my pockets
Lost and confused, cold and forgotten
Yeah, that’s me
I try to look alive but I’m half asleep

Baby’s got a nosebleed
Talking to a lead pipe
Strangers think they know me
Photos of my best side
Fit into my old jeans, haven eaten in like
3 days you say I’m looking sick
Well shit you’re dead right
Father’s vices
But my mama’s heart so I’ve feeling like
Penitent a million nights sipping
On these miller lights
Wishing it was back to mash &
After class & pillow fights
Feeling violated so I memorized
The Bill of Rights
Kids I grew up with, perspective busted
& now like half of them are fat
That’s fucking justice
Swear I’m on the cusp of something great
Least I hope I am
Trying to get a couple butts to
Shake til I’m broke again
Compliments they’re never sinking in
I’m drinking gin
And wondering why every night I
Bend over the sink again
Thinking I’m in love so
My irises been twinkling
But he don’t feel the same
Guess I’m permanently single then
My anxiety been fucking with me awfully
Should I be taking medications
Doctor probably
Tummy’s bum need an endoscopy
Wanted everything under the sun guess I’ll
Settle for some Foster’s Freeze
But life’s gravy uh I’m trying to find
A man & hop in his Mercedes
All my no ways been turning into maybes
I thought I told you I was fucking crazy