Ayy, yeah I feel like puking up the shit I drank Yeah, these thoughts have seem to overtake I need some shit to occupy my brain Yeah, they don't love me, so I'm filled with hate All this fucking liquor, but the thoughts remain All of you are happy, why you still complain? Why would I care about the shit you say? While all of you are talking, help me stay awake I don't know what I've become But frankly, I don't give a fuck Clouds are rolling in open air My head stays hurting, I'll go elsewhere Waking up and now my stomach ache I got no problems with a wake and bake They say I'm toxic but your friends are fake Ugly faces and some tiny waists I'll just stay inside with my smoking space Here with gassed lungs and some court dates Everybody round me got some poor taste I've been in my room feeling misplaced