oh fuck i'm drunk
All this alcohol does is just dull my creativity
But when I'm sober, feel my pain just much more vividly
And when I'm with you, satisfaction like some symmetry
You always crossing my mind like I was in the streets
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
Wait, what was plan B? 'Cause I forgot that
Inspiration, yeah, you know, I fucking lost that
(Your heart) oh, yeah, I fucking broke that
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry
Life's too short, and everything kills you
You annoy me, bitch, don't ask me if I feel you
What's with this petty shit? Just hit my phone now
Home alone, alcohol in my dome now
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
I'm too fucked, yeah, I can't even text you
I'm too anti-social, spending days up in my bedroom
Four Loko reappearing in the restroom
I don't really care 'cause I'ma go to bed soon
And all this nature, all it does is congest me
Now all my music, all it does is express me
(And all this nature, all it does is congest me)
(That's all it does)
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
I love you, guccihighwaters
But when I'm sober, feel my pain just much more vividly
And when I'm with you, satisfaction like some symmetry
You always crossing my mind like I was in the streets
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
Wait, what was plan B? 'Cause I forgot that
Inspiration, yeah, you know, I fucking lost that
(Your heart) oh, yeah, I fucking broke that
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry
Life's too short, and everything kills you
You annoy me, bitch, don't ask me if I feel you
What's with this petty shit? Just hit my phone now
Home alone, alcohol in my dome now
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
I'm too fucked, yeah, I can't even text you
I'm too anti-social, spending days up in my bedroom
Four Loko reappearing in the restroom
I don't really care 'cause I'ma go to bed soon
And all this nature, all it does is congest me
Now all my music, all it does is express me
(And all this nature, all it does is congest me)
(That's all it does)
I'm fucking shaking again, she said, "I get that" (holy shit)
I love how she's so understanding
Oh, fuck, I'm drunk, I don't think she understands me
It's okay, I'll just shut up and go to plan B
I love you, guccihighwaters
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Writer(s): Morgan William Murphy
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