Friday

Where is my confidence
Not everything I do is shit
Still I wanna hide my face
I don't wanna go anyplace
Words are too hard to find
Pictures bleed from my mind
You say you'll marry me
But I can't take more family

I'm so lost i wanna go throw up
Sorry if you're expecting me I might not show up
I'm not great at anything but I'm ok at some stuff
Like not knowing what I want and believing things I make up
Oh no can't stand my life again
Cant make decisions I don't know anything
Fuck my life I don't know what I want
Haven't been doing much, supposed to be doin a lot

Bad at keeping contact never making real friends
Used to being alone saying I prefer it
Always taking showers never gonna swim deep
First thing I think when I get up is when can I go back to sleep
Wasting all this money I'm so fucking scummy
Sorry to my parents please tell them I'm still holy
And I'll be gone the whole week
I'll never move back home
Look for the postcards i'll be sending
Before they all forget me



Credits
Writer(s): Sabrina Nichols
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