Gotta open up more
God I need a therapist
Thinking what the fuck for
They already cherish him
He already introspect
He already digging deep
He can talk to anyone
But no one ever talk to me
They ain't asking how do you feel
Or how are you doing "you good bro,
Ain't seen you in years, you been living good?"
Like fuck no
I'm drowning in fear, they calling me weird
Emotional
But let's make it clear, I'm right in your ear
I'm cut throat
Had to gather up my baggage from the flight home
I don't wanna be unpacking as i write songs
Or try to right wrongs
It makes the nights long
And it ain't nice when
You wake up with the lights on
Been getting fucked up
You've heard it enough
You're over it
You couldn't relate
But some of us ain't
Controlling it
Don't wanna explain
Don't gotta explain
I shouldn't explain
All I'll say is something's
Wrong with my brain
And that's ok tho
I guess I'll try to focus on my pesos
Maybe getting to the cheddar fix my anguish
But a lot of mother fuckers say it ain't so
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
Hope I don't learn that
Learn that
I guess I'll try to focus on my pesos
Maybe getting to the cheddar fix my anguish
But a lot of mother fuckers say it ain't so
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
If it ain't so I guess we'll have to learn that
Fuck no!