Front Seat Ticket to Self-Destruction

I felt better back then
Ima fuck you till the end
Till the inks out the pen
Till the pages are spent

No your boy don't play pretend
You see my heart on the mend
I don't want no arguments
Split a pill and go to bed

I see you on the defense
Cause it's my season
You be steady tweaking
Something you can't comprehend

Ima ghost
Ima ghost
Ima ghost

Front seat ticket to self-destruction
She be pulling on my heart with slow seduction
I went fucked up my meds reduction
I make my own way don't make assumptions

And I be shaking my head when I watch them front
I was programmed to kill while you just malfunction

Between your legs it all made sense
You cracked my heart into segments
Between your legs it all made sense
You cracked my heart into segments

I see the planets in your eyes
I'm a victim of my own demise
And when it kicks in i'll be feeling fine
Just give me a minute or like maybe five

When you left that night I fucking died
I smoke a cig and cry at the same damn time
No fucks to give so suck me dry
But if you love me don't fucking lie

I've gotta front seat ticket to self-destruction
She be pulling on my heart with slow seduction
I went fucked up my meds reduction
Ima make my own way don't make assumptions

Gotta front seat ticket to self-destruction
She be pulling on my heart with slow seduction
Yeah I went fucked up my meds reduction
Ima make my own way don't make assumptions



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Writer(s): Poppy Tears
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