MODERATION
I took all my sick days
Hide again in this place
Probably restin' bitch face (Crazy)
Flirtin' out, I'm lifted
Cookin' in the kitchen, no one ever listens (Baby)
Yeah I'm alone with Satan
Broke up with my boyfriend
And I went off the deep end (Crazy)
I'm still out in Brooklyn, wipin' off my lipstick
Hookin' up with misfits (Jaded)
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on all their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
Underneath the carpet, sleepin' with the roaches
Rollin' on the inside (Hell nah)
My mom be gettin' nauseous, when she hear my lyrics
Frightened of the realness (Or some)
I know, I know
That I should be less honest with myself
Box up all the feelings, put 'em in a coffin
And try to get some help
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on all their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
Hide again in this place
Probably restin' bitch face (Crazy)
Flirtin' out, I'm lifted
Cookin' in the kitchen, no one ever listens (Baby)
Yeah I'm alone with Satan
Broke up with my boyfriend
And I went off the deep end (Crazy)
I'm still out in Brooklyn, wipin' off my lipstick
Hookin' up with misfits (Jaded)
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on all their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
Underneath the carpet, sleepin' with the roaches
Rollin' on the inside (Hell nah)
My mom be gettin' nauseous, when she hear my lyrics
Frightened of the realness (Or some)
I know, I know
That I should be less honest with myself
Box up all the feelings, put 'em in a coffin
And try to get some help
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on all their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
All this time, all this time
I've been tellin' everyone I'm fine
Somewhere in between
Ecstacy and suicide
I'm just so bad at concentratin'
I think I need to be sedated
I called them out on their fake shit
They say I'm great in moderation
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Seltzer, Chloe Lilac, Sean Kennedy, Brandon Brown
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