You got that slow drip pity ass in a car I hear your opinion all the time now Sitting in a old chair Laying on the bed Writing dumb comments on an Internet thread I want to finish this and wish you much fun Hope you understand when I tell you I'm done
I'm done I'm done
When you see me on a chair But you change it every day And you still don't seem to know That I'm not here you to play On your show And I can, and I won't, and I don't Even hear you I sing in my head, it's a loss to be near you I'm done speaking through a shamed face I'm done eating up your fake way I'm done writing to-do lists And I'm done with your ''better person'' bullshit
I'm done I'm done
You got that slow drip pity ass in a car I hear your opinion all the time now Sitting in a old chair Laying on the bed Writing dumb comments on an Internet thread I want to finish this and wish you much fun Hope you understand when I tell you I'm done
I'm done I'm done
I'm sick of waiting around and being Heard from surfing underground And I'm sick of your disappointment Tasting like a bottle full of poison
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