lonelythoughts.
Let's take a journey through my mental, scattered thoughts that dwindle
You came across my mental, I'm mad that I can't hit you
I'm broken, yet assembled, I'm fucked up yet I'm simple
Wish that I could call you and tell you how much I miss you
I wanna see to my mother, I've dead a couple exes
I've broken solid friendships, I've fell from several edges
Obsessive yet I'm reckless, all from being neglected
All from being neglected
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You see I'm riding where no where to go
In pursuit to get this dough
Plus a couple dreams and goals
But then again, I never know
If I end up in the hole
I crawled up out of years ago
Well fuck it, I can climb again
I'm used to pain, that's how it goes
Fucking joints to ease the stress
Ironic, they ain't addin' less
Funny how they play a part in how my mind always a mess
But shit, that's just how it is
We handle biz, we don't commit
Then they flip the script, we fight and shit
I quiet it, it's tiring
My mind is spent, therapy ain't helpin' shit
Now me and father beefin' even after all the shit
We been through; he lost a wife, I lost a mother
Why we fightin' one another?
Times like this we need each other
But we barely speak to each other
Shit is crazy cause some lies been told
I'm stuck in isolation but my mind can barely hold
Onto what is real, what is fake, my trust is in a broken state
I'm lonely in this mothafucka, can a nigga catch a break?
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You came across my mental, I'm mad that I can't hit you
I'm broken, yet assembled, I'm fucked up yet I'm simple
Wish that I could call you and tell you how much I miss you
I wanna see to my mother, I've dead a couple exes
I've broken solid friendships, I've fell from several edges
Obsessive yet I'm reckless, all from being neglected
All from being neglected
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You see I'm riding where no where to go
In pursuit to get this dough
Plus a couple dreams and goals
But then again, I never know
If I end up in the hole
I crawled up out of years ago
Well fuck it, I can climb again
I'm used to pain, that's how it goes
Fucking joints to ease the stress
Ironic, they ain't addin' less
Funny how they play a part in how my mind always a mess
But shit, that's just how it is
We handle biz, we don't commit
Then they flip the script, we fight and shit
I quiet it, it's tiring
My mind is spent, therapy ain't helpin' shit
Now me and father beefin' even after all the shit
We been through; he lost a wife, I lost a mother
Why we fightin' one another?
Times like this we need each other
But we barely speak to each other
Shit is crazy cause some lies been told
I'm stuck in isolation but my mind can barely hold
Onto what is real, what is fake, my trust is in a broken state
I'm lonely in this mothafucka, can a nigga catch a break?
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
I'm lonely and it hurts to know
That my feelings are invisible
I'm riding with no where to go
I feel so pitiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Writer(s): Lenell Elliott
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