Heartache
Whatever you say
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
Heartache, heartache
So much I can barely breathe
So much I can barely see
She said
Buy me a Benz
I'll buy you a tent
So you can go out with your friends
What's a tent for a Benz?
More to it - I have no friends
Leave me a bottle of Jack
And a comedy pack
So I can be sad on a saturday night
Witness a robbery like
2 Black hoodies
2 Guns
2 Bad motives
And a notion of death
Described by a voice in my head
My only friend
He's always in the tent with me
Thats cause he can't leave
(If he could, he probably would)
Yeah
If he could, he probably would
He's trapped inside my head, you see
If you look closer - he resembles me
In every way I could describe
Even if I went completely blind
I could tell you every shade
Of his personality
Personally, I think he is me
I think I'm him
And it's just me
Trying to escape my own head
My own life
My own time
(If he could, he probably would)
Whatever you say
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
Heartache, heartache
So much I can barely breathe
So much I can barely see
Whatever you say
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
Heartache, heartache
So much I can barely breathe
So much I can barely see
She said
Buy me a Benz
I'll buy you a tent
So you can go out with your friends
What's a tent for a Benz?
More to it - I have no friends
Leave me a bottle of Jack
And a comedy pack
So I can be sad on a saturday night
Witness a robbery like
2 Black hoodies
2 Guns
2 Bad motives
And a notion of death
Described by a voice in my head
My only friend
He's always in the tent with me
Thats cause he can't leave
(If he could, he probably would)
Yeah
If he could, he probably would
He's trapped inside my head, you see
If you look closer - he resembles me
In every way I could describe
Even if I went completely blind
I could tell you every shade
Of his personality
Personally, I think he is me
I think I'm him
And it's just me
Trying to escape my own head
My own life
My own time
(If he could, he probably would)
Whatever you say
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
Heartache, heartache
So much I can barely breathe
So much I can barely see
Whatever you say
It don't mean shit to me
Heartache, heartache
So much I can't take it another day
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Writer(s): Eduards Vilemsons
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