Alex
I don't like anything
I was born with
Why do I exist?
Just might hop right back in that bitch
People say I'm no good
'Cause I can't explain myself
Just misunderstood, oh
Ok, I need some help
I've been waiting for someone to come along and save me
Just a type of crazy, I need, maybe
Good luck, Mabie
Findin' someone dumb enough
To take you away from your insecurities
And I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Take your empty hand from across this dance floor
And leave out everything that we don't need, bad company
Hey!
Easy for me to get depressed
9-5 to my last breath
Break my back, I'm bad at sex
This outfit doesn't match the rest
Yeah!
I try to act like them
'Cause what do I got if I don't got friends?
Do the same damn thing week in and weekend
Just so we can do it all again
I keep everything the same
But, baby, that's how they (both taught me)
Couple things, up in my brain
But, baby, that's the only way it can be
Doing 20
Over the limit
Throwin' eggs
Vans, oh, that's with me
Grades lower than the fucks we givin'
But at least we livin'
Right? (right)
Right? (right)
Right? (right) right
Got you on my mind this time
Promise I'll come back this time
So don't blink!
And I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Take your empty hand from across this dance floor
And leave out everything that we don't need, bad company
I was born with
Why do I exist?
Just might hop right back in that bitch
People say I'm no good
'Cause I can't explain myself
Just misunderstood, oh
Ok, I need some help
I've been waiting for someone to come along and save me
Just a type of crazy, I need, maybe
Good luck, Mabie
Findin' someone dumb enough
To take you away from your insecurities
And I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Take your empty hand from across this dance floor
And leave out everything that we don't need, bad company
Hey!
Easy for me to get depressed
9-5 to my last breath
Break my back, I'm bad at sex
This outfit doesn't match the rest
Yeah!
I try to act like them
'Cause what do I got if I don't got friends?
Do the same damn thing week in and weekend
Just so we can do it all again
I keep everything the same
But, baby, that's how they (both taught me)
Couple things, up in my brain
But, baby, that's the only way it can be
Doing 20
Over the limit
Throwin' eggs
Vans, oh, that's with me
Grades lower than the fucks we givin'
But at least we livin'
Right? (right)
Right? (right)
Right? (right) right
Got you on my mind this time
Promise I'll come back this time
So don't blink!
And I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Take your empty hand from across this dance floor
And leave out everything that we don't need, bad company
Credits
Writer(s): Romil Hemnani, Albert Gordon, Jack Loken, Roy Mabie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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