Feeling Down
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
I'm feeling dead now, you got what you wanted
Now i'm lonely, teared apart, feeling all haunted
I'm stuck here but inside i am running
But in one fucking year i'll be all forgotten
No one would ever think i'd have problems
I'm always annoying, filled with fucking blossom
Now all that fucking bullshit has turned into boredom
Everybody rap bout' their clocks, and their tics and their tocs
And their motherfucking wrist with their rocks
On their watch
And their motherfucking
Kicks what's the deal with the motherfucking Sachs?
Like their closed in a motherfucking box
Think out of the box
Me don't make music for bucks
Others make music to get fucking bucks
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
I got my real world
She got her fake world
She got a real ass (no, i'm just kidding bruv)
She says i am a nerd
She a big (no she small) bitch
Come on now and show some love to
Me
Me a motherfucking dog you should go and put me in a leach
She think that she good and all but that just make her a bitch
Jumping around think that she be gon sing but i won't give a fuck when i come and get rich
She a bitch, she a motherfucking bitch
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
I'm feeling dead now, you got what you wanted
Now i'm lonely, teared apart, feeling all haunted
I'm stuck here but inside i am running
But in one fucking year i'll be all forgotten
No one would ever think i'd have problems
I'm always annoying, filled with fucking blossom
Now all that fucking bullshit has turned into boredom
Everybody rap bout' their clocks, and their tics and their tocs
And their motherfucking wrist with their rocks
On their watch
And their motherfucking
Kicks what's the deal with the motherfucking Sachs?
Like their closed in a motherfucking box
Think out of the box
Me don't make music for bucks
Others make music to get fucking bucks
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
I got my real world
She got her fake world
She got a real ass (no, i'm just kidding bruv)
She says i am a nerd
She a big (no she small) bitch
Come on now and show some love to
Me
Me a motherfucking dog you should go and put me in a leach
She think that she good and all but that just make her a bitch
Jumping around think that she be gon sing but i won't give a fuck when i come and get rich
She a bitch, she a motherfucking bitch
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
Yeah, my life just ended, but no need to greev
I hope that i still got some friends left that can help me see
My real world
Without my eyes
I won't accept the offer with no price
Credits
Writer(s): Milton Lindholm
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