Squiblers - problems lyrics
[Squiblers - problems lyrics]
I've been stuck here crying all by myself
I been waiting for too long to find my wealth
Back to my roots, I hope you're doing well
Because I'm eight fucking seconds
From goin' to hell
Lost all my friends from an argument
Hours later and I don't even
Know what it meant
What the fuck does activity have to do
With being your friend? I don't care bout you
Maybe it's worth it, just giving you up
It was way too draining for me to keep up
You'd always vent to me all the time
Now i got a fuckin' job, and I work full time
Get out of my messages
(You already went and fucked
Up your last chance) don't talk to me again
(I don't ever wanna hеar your name again)
Get out of my messagеs
(You already went and fucked
Up your last chance) don't talk to me again
(I don't ever wanna hear your name again)
I've been stuck here crying all by myself
I been waiting for too long to find my wealth
Back to my roots, I hope you're doing well
Because I'm eight fucking seconds
From goin' to hell
Lost all my friends from an argument
Hours later and I don't even
Know what it meant
What the fuck does activity have to do
With being your friend? I don't care bout you
Everything in my life feeling different
Falling off but I don't feel any distance
And I feel something strange I don't get:
All the shit I really wish I could forget
I just wish that my friends fuckin' loved me
I don't get why all of them look above me
But I'm trying to move myself past that
Go away, I don't want your fuckin' Snapchat
Naku!
I been waiting for too long to find my wealth
Back to my roots, I hope you're doing well
Because I'm eight fucking seconds
From goin' to hell
Lost all my friends from an argument
Hours later and I don't even
Know what it meant
What the fuck does activity have to do
With being your friend? I don't care bout you
Maybe it's worth it, just giving you up
It was way too draining for me to keep up
You'd always vent to me all the time
Now i got a fuckin' job, and I work full time
Get out of my messages
(You already went and fucked
Up your last chance) don't talk to me again
(I don't ever wanna hеar your name again)
Get out of my messagеs
(You already went and fucked
Up your last chance) don't talk to me again
(I don't ever wanna hear your name again)
I've been stuck here crying all by myself
I been waiting for too long to find my wealth
Back to my roots, I hope you're doing well
Because I'm eight fucking seconds
From goin' to hell
Lost all my friends from an argument
Hours later and I don't even
Know what it meant
What the fuck does activity have to do
With being your friend? I don't care bout you
Everything in my life feeling different
Falling off but I don't feel any distance
And I feel something strange I don't get:
All the shit I really wish I could forget
I just wish that my friends fuckin' loved me
I don't get why all of them look above me
But I'm trying to move myself past that
Go away, I don't want your fuckin' Snapchat
Naku!