I'm My Own Imaginary Friend
I can't stand, I can't breathe
I can't eat, I can't eat
Bitch ion give a fuck whatcha talkin bout
Used to work in the store where I'm shoppin now
They tryna copy now, what I'm writing songs about
And you ain't live it like I did but you still joccin how
You're real sad cuz your girlfriend left you
Bet you left a bloody letter on her desk too
Bet she gave you Tramadol just to caress you
Or maybe not, she just waited too long to text you
Ay, I'ma god of death so I'm blessed too
Heartache, drinking jet fuel
It wasn't rape, what she said true
But I ain't wanna do it, thought I had to
I can't see, I can't eat
I can't breathe, I can't speak
You ever wonder when the lights get dark
In the room all alone, why you try so hard
You ever wonder when the lights get dark
In the room all alone, how u got this far
Went from the kid that was crying in the classroom
Masked up every day, wearing costumes
Stealin pills from a dead woman's bathroom
I ain't have no option I just had to make a path thru
Now I'm grieving
For all the love I ain't get
Gettin too stuck in my head
Hiding behind you again
And now I'm leaving
And I won't come back again
Hope I don't die in my bed
I guess I lost all my friends
Oh my bad, I ain't have none
Have fun, like a kid with a capgun
And I've always been the sad one
But I ain't dead yet so I'm not a half bad one
Quit fuckin with the molly and the Xans
Everybody doing blow, so why don't everybody dance
He want static on his story but he won't throw hands
Somebody come get they mans
I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't breathe, I don't speak
I gotta get out of this town before I lose my life
I heard you say you want it why you gotta check the price
And shawty say she want me she just wanna catch a ride
She told me she love me she don't know I don't believe the lies
I can't eat, I can't eat
Bitch ion give a fuck whatcha talkin bout
Used to work in the store where I'm shoppin now
They tryna copy now, what I'm writing songs about
And you ain't live it like I did but you still joccin how
You're real sad cuz your girlfriend left you
Bet you left a bloody letter on her desk too
Bet she gave you Tramadol just to caress you
Or maybe not, she just waited too long to text you
Ay, I'ma god of death so I'm blessed too
Heartache, drinking jet fuel
It wasn't rape, what she said true
But I ain't wanna do it, thought I had to
I can't see, I can't eat
I can't breathe, I can't speak
You ever wonder when the lights get dark
In the room all alone, why you try so hard
You ever wonder when the lights get dark
In the room all alone, how u got this far
Went from the kid that was crying in the classroom
Masked up every day, wearing costumes
Stealin pills from a dead woman's bathroom
I ain't have no option I just had to make a path thru
Now I'm grieving
For all the love I ain't get
Gettin too stuck in my head
Hiding behind you again
And now I'm leaving
And I won't come back again
Hope I don't die in my bed
I guess I lost all my friends
Oh my bad, I ain't have none
Have fun, like a kid with a capgun
And I've always been the sad one
But I ain't dead yet so I'm not a half bad one
Quit fuckin with the molly and the Xans
Everybody doing blow, so why don't everybody dance
He want static on his story but he won't throw hands
Somebody come get they mans
I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't breathe, I don't speak
I gotta get out of this town before I lose my life
I heard you say you want it why you gotta check the price
And shawty say she want me she just wanna catch a ride
She told me she love me she don't know I don't believe the lies
Credits
Writer(s): Shiki Xo
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