I'm so sick of my life I could die anytime Same old shit Lows and highs I could die anytime But I wanna feel something First things first Put these bitches in a hearse I'm in my bag and I don't know what you've heard But I, I don't need any fakeness What's my middle name, bitch? One more tick to get off my bucket list Might fuck Brad Pitt, just for the thrill of it 'Cause I, I'm always down to fantasize (fantasize) Anything to get it off my mind I'm so sick of my life I could die anytime Same old shit Lows and highs I could die anytime But I wanna feel something Grown ass men trynna tell me what to do I'm a grown ass girl And I ain't gotta prove it to ya And no they don't like it when I'm vocal, antisocial I'm tired of being broke I'm tired of being lonely Tired of coming home Feeling like I'm slowly dying I don't wanna waste my time (I don't wanna waste my time) Anything to get it off my mind I'm so sick of my life I could die anytime Same old shit (same old shit) Lows and highs (lows and highs) I could die (I could die) anytime But I wanna feel-, hehehe I'm so sick of my life I could die anytime Same old shit Lows and highs I could die anytime But I wanna feel something But I wanna feel something But I wanna feel something But I wanna feel something