Sad Mode
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
I don't mess around with hoes
I don't mess around, I'm pro
Still, you see me frownin', though
I'm nowhere near grounded, no
And my thoughts are clouded, yo
My mind overcrowded, woah
And I'm always slouchin' low
And I got astoundin' flow
Why do I fall
Why do I bawl
Why do I lock myself in my room
No one will call
Stare at the wall
How do I block myself I'm so blue
Why not be gone
I'm so withdrawn
I feel so small
Why do I mock myself like a goon
I'm never calm
Tick like a bomb
Why don't I knock myself like a toon
With a baton
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
I don't mess around with hoes
I don't mess around, I'm pro
Still, you see me frownin', though
I'm nowhere near grounded, no
And my thoughts are clouded, yo
My mind overcrowded, woah
And I'm always slouchin' low
And I got astoundin' flow
Why do I fall
Why do I bawl
Why do I lock myself in my room
No one will call
Stare at the wall
How do I block myself I'm so blue
Why not be gone
I'm so withdrawn
I feel so small
Why do I mock myself like a goon
I'm never calm
Tick like a bomb
Why don't I knock myself like a toon
With a baton
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
Caught me in my sad mode
More than I can care for
More than anybody askin'
What I'm feelin' bad for
Sad mode
Feelin' all these bad thoughts
Fillin' myself plenty
With a bottle and a laptop
Credits
Writer(s): Mansoor Ghanem, Salman Yakub
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