Pretty Stupid
Consumed with doubt, I don't know where to start
With this technicolor scar in the center of my heart
But I guess, I suppose I'll try and expose why I'm like this
Maybe come to terms with my vices
All I see haunts me
I'll put my head in that noose like I've nothing to lose
So put your head in that noose 'cause I've got nothing to prove
False serenity in a SSRI
You wanna be the fucking hero
Then I guess I'm the bad guy
Then I guess I'm the fucking bad
Guy, no, no
Built to believe that redemption is free with suicidal thoughts
You even said to me, it's hard getting clean
With a fucked heart, won't start
A thin paradox, not beating hard
With trust bleeding out all over the ground
And forgiveness not sight to be found
Here I am again with a bloody pen like a knife to fragile skin
You think you know, but you don't know shit
You think you know, but you don't know
You think you know but you don't know shit
All it takes, is the wrong time and place these days
Raising stakes now
Another piece of shit in Adidas NMDs
Look at me, no sympathy
A pseudo sigh of relief
At the thought that everything is gonna be how it should be, fucking be
A pseudo sigh of relief
You think you got away
You think you got away
With making me look so fucking guilty
And I've still got blood to bleed
You should have buried me
With this technicolor scar in the center of my heart
But I guess, I suppose I'll try and expose why I'm like this
Maybe come to terms with my vices
All I see haunts me
I'll put my head in that noose like I've nothing to lose
So put your head in that noose 'cause I've got nothing to prove
False serenity in a SSRI
You wanna be the fucking hero
Then I guess I'm the bad guy
Then I guess I'm the fucking bad
Guy, no, no
Built to believe that redemption is free with suicidal thoughts
You even said to me, it's hard getting clean
With a fucked heart, won't start
A thin paradox, not beating hard
With trust bleeding out all over the ground
And forgiveness not sight to be found
Here I am again with a bloody pen like a knife to fragile skin
You think you know, but you don't know shit
You think you know, but you don't know
You think you know but you don't know shit
All it takes, is the wrong time and place these days
Raising stakes now
Another piece of shit in Adidas NMDs
Look at me, no sympathy
A pseudo sigh of relief
At the thought that everything is gonna be how it should be, fucking be
A pseudo sigh of relief
You think you got away
You think you got away
With making me look so fucking guilty
And I've still got blood to bleed
You should have buried me
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Writer(s): Aidan Ellaz
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