Koyo - Crushed lyrics
Koyo [Joey Chiaramonte, TJ Rotolico, Sal Argento, Harold Griffin, Stephen Spanos] Stony Brook, New York, U.S.
[Koyo - Crushed lyrics]
Selfish lovers all around me
It's astounding
How you all act like you're the centers of my world
Where to begin? You never check in
You never say "hey there how you've been?"
You expect the same like it's common place
But then you throw it back in my face
I'm over this mess, I'm over this stress
I'm over friends acting like friends of friends
When I'm spread so thin I think I might quit
Would you miss it, would you feel the shift?
I'm feeling primed to explode
From all the ruts in the road
Don't wanna pick up the phone
Or be the one to console
Constant conquest
An easy way to shake this pain
Feels so mindless
You watch me suffer on a day to day
Which is why I resent that you never check in
Never say "hey there how you've been?"
You expect the same like it's common place
But then you throw it back in my face
I'm over this mess, I'm over this stress
I'm over friends acting like friends of friends
When I'm spread so thin I think I might quit
Would you miss it, would you feel the shift?
I'm feeling primed to explode
From all the ruts in the road
Don't wanna pick up the phone
Or be the one to console
I'm feeling all said and done
I can't count on anyone
So here's a hateful, selfish song
So you'll recall
You're not the only ones
It's astounding
How you all act like you're the centers of my world
Where to begin? You never check in
You never say "hey there how you've been?"
You expect the same like it's common place
But then you throw it back in my face
I'm over this mess, I'm over this stress
I'm over friends acting like friends of friends
When I'm spread so thin I think I might quit
Would you miss it, would you feel the shift?
I'm feeling primed to explode
From all the ruts in the road
Don't wanna pick up the phone
Or be the one to console
Constant conquest
An easy way to shake this pain
Feels so mindless
You watch me suffer on a day to day
Which is why I resent that you never check in
Never say "hey there how you've been?"
You expect the same like it's common place
But then you throw it back in my face
I'm over this mess, I'm over this stress
I'm over friends acting like friends of friends
When I'm spread so thin I think I might quit
Would you miss it, would you feel the shift?
I'm feeling primed to explode
From all the ruts in the road
Don't wanna pick up the phone
Or be the one to console
I'm feeling all said and done
I can't count on anyone
So here's a hateful, selfish song
So you'll recall
You're not the only ones