ByePolar
Listening to me to see if I slip
While you're watching my lips and I'm babbling shit
It's apparent that I am just meant to do this
But if you disagree then I'll spit on your bitch
No I do not give a shit about you
It's just me and myself getting close in booth
I don't own any guns I got no one to shoot
I just stick to my games I got nothing to lose
Still got these people saying I'm embarrassing
Rapping up and singing for you like I'm fucking caroling
Now the seats filled
I'm getting bigger every time like a beats pill
I'm always running out of sweets that I re-seal
I'm worth every single penny like a refill
I can't stand these idiots
That think they famous but there not
400 likes think there hot
Few years max then forgot
Got a fat ass fake tits face is white like you've seen a ghost
Yeah we see you makeup brush but really are you blending though
Are you blending though
Bitch you look like slender though
And if you ain't receiving the message I'll bring a megaphone
Yeah I'm turning up
I'm bringing all the heat I think I'm burning up
I spy like Kyle I'm about to blush
Woman just smile when they turn to us
Had a lot of trouble fighting in my own head
I contemplate in rouble comfortable in my bed
Now my times up looking just to find us
Thinking of the sex we had and now it's just a mind fuck
It's all put to bed, But my mind it never rests
Yes your just a ghost of my memories that I posses
I cut myself so many times I'm fine it's final I'm a mess
I'm a die a martyr I believe I better dead yes
Listen I'm the one you want you confront me and I just run
I'll just drown myself in alcohol until my stomach's pumped
And when you catch me round the bend you grab my shoulders in my end
And whisper in my ear Lorenz what the fuck you running from
I got my demons and they never let me sleep
I feel they're living deep inside of me that's why I cut so deep
If I don't co-operate they go insane they like to fight me
Just call me Eddie Brock I got this venom deep inside me
While you're watching my lips and I'm babbling shit
It's apparent that I am just meant to do this
But if you disagree then I'll spit on your bitch
No I do not give a shit about you
It's just me and myself getting close in booth
I don't own any guns I got no one to shoot
I just stick to my games I got nothing to lose
Still got these people saying I'm embarrassing
Rapping up and singing for you like I'm fucking caroling
Now the seats filled
I'm getting bigger every time like a beats pill
I'm always running out of sweets that I re-seal
I'm worth every single penny like a refill
I can't stand these idiots
That think they famous but there not
400 likes think there hot
Few years max then forgot
Got a fat ass fake tits face is white like you've seen a ghost
Yeah we see you makeup brush but really are you blending though
Are you blending though
Bitch you look like slender though
And if you ain't receiving the message I'll bring a megaphone
Yeah I'm turning up
I'm bringing all the heat I think I'm burning up
I spy like Kyle I'm about to blush
Woman just smile when they turn to us
Had a lot of trouble fighting in my own head
I contemplate in rouble comfortable in my bed
Now my times up looking just to find us
Thinking of the sex we had and now it's just a mind fuck
It's all put to bed, But my mind it never rests
Yes your just a ghost of my memories that I posses
I cut myself so many times I'm fine it's final I'm a mess
I'm a die a martyr I believe I better dead yes
Listen I'm the one you want you confront me and I just run
I'll just drown myself in alcohol until my stomach's pumped
And when you catch me round the bend you grab my shoulders in my end
And whisper in my ear Lorenz what the fuck you running from
I got my demons and they never let me sleep
I feel they're living deep inside of me that's why I cut so deep
If I don't co-operate they go insane they like to fight me
Just call me Eddie Brock I got this venom deep inside me
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Humphreys
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