5Pac3d
See I'm cool calm collected
Sorry I think I was interrupted
Shut the fuck up before I beat the shit out of you
Stab you with the jealousy you have towards
And the self loathing I've come to adore
I'll just aim out of my league
I'll just say something deep
And act like it's normal cause I'm trying to be formal or some shit
I'll just keep my morals
I'm immortal
(Sex)
Punch to the chest, I guarantee you'll have the rest
Well, mortal man didn't fly
So I'll assume I'll come out on you drunk and never know what I knew
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Sex)
Yeah
Look at the city of the young
(Sex)
They're either at parties or their bodies hung
(Sex)
(Sex)
Drunk we take ourselves to the top
Sober we take a step back
But we slack so much we lack the facts
To give ourselves a chance to get back on track
So we jump from buildings splat
That's what teenagers are
Degenerate fucks who only their popularity
Because they tuck all their problems in the closet
While the world keeps running like a faucet
How can anyone in this world be real
When everyone's just tryna feel
Peel themselves to the point they're so raw they can no longer feel
Fuck you
The truth hurts
Maybe that's why you can't accept it
(Bitch)
Sorry I think I was interrupted
Shut the fuck up before I beat the shit out of you
Stab you with the jealousy you have towards
And the self loathing I've come to adore
I'll just aim out of my league
I'll just say something deep
And act like it's normal cause I'm trying to be formal or some shit
I'll just keep my morals
I'm immortal
(Sex)
Punch to the chest, I guarantee you'll have the rest
Well, mortal man didn't fly
So I'll assume I'll come out on you drunk and never know what I knew
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Rain)
(Sex)
Yeah
Look at the city of the young
(Sex)
They're either at parties or their bodies hung
(Sex)
(Sex)
Drunk we take ourselves to the top
Sober we take a step back
But we slack so much we lack the facts
To give ourselves a chance to get back on track
So we jump from buildings splat
That's what teenagers are
Degenerate fucks who only their popularity
Because they tuck all their problems in the closet
While the world keeps running like a faucet
How can anyone in this world be real
When everyone's just tryna feel
Peel themselves to the point they're so raw they can no longer feel
Fuck you
The truth hurts
Maybe that's why you can't accept it
(Bitch)
Credits
Writer(s): James Mckenna
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