I’ve been in this fucking mood for days yah Looking for a pick up Stumbled on a razor Heaven knows I’m sick ya I ain’t right Throat tight Cold chills Fomo for more pills Fomo for more pills
Can’t hide it no more I’m on the run bitch, I’m wanted It seeps through my pours Runs down my forehead, I’m haunted Drippin on down Beyond a shadow of doubt Feels like I’m stuck in a cloud Wondering who could save me now, but
Look at me now Out on the town I’m getting drunk Don’t give a fuck Never I did Never I will Not on the pill This cycle is real Stuck in these feels
Stuck in these feels
I’ve been on the fucking moon for days yah Looking for a pick up Stumbled on a razor Heaven knows I’m sick ya I ain’t right Throat tight Cold chills Fomo for more pills Fomo for more pills
I’ve got no one to blame but myself for this bullshit Moth to the flame Always the same I can’t do shit Trying so long But the feelings so wrong I just wanna move on I just wanna move on, but
I got it bad Just like my dad I want the bag I want the world I want it all Up in the stall Pumpin her uhh Pumpin her ahh I gotcha baby I gotcha baby
I’ve been in this fucking mood for days yah Looking for a pick up Stumbled on a razor Heaven knows I’m sick ya I ain’t right Throat tight Cold chills Fomo for more pills Fomo for more pillsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
