Crisis

I can't feel my-
Can't feel my-
Can't feel my-
Can't feel my-
Can't feel my heart but it's beating for something

Stop it was a mistake! (were you high on drugs?)
No I-um it was a prescription- it was a mistake!

Now bitch, I don't feel shit, I don't need shit, I don't see shit
She asked if I love her, I say I can't feel it
She asked if I want her, I say I don't need it
Who-who-who-who who did you come with?
And who would you leave with?
I don't give a fuck bout that money or nothing
I can't feel my heart but it's beating for something
I can't feel my heart but it's beating for something
I don't like your body, I say I can't feel it

I hate it, I hate it, waking on cold nights sweating
I hate it, I hate it, never learning from lessons
I hate it, I-I should've died on that pavement
Died-died-died on that pavement
Died-died-died-died on that pavement

I need to fucking go, need to fucking leave
Why they all on me I can't fucking breathe
Watch a villain that I don't wanna be
Maybe play the tapes why they all for me?

Any time a song gon'
Rise they gon' miss you
No chance to find you when your momma can't k-kiss you
All up on the news, cuz' they say they can't get you
Walmart, parking lot, post to forget you
No chance to find you when your momma can't kiss you
All up on the news, cuz' they say they can't get you
Walmart, parking lot, post to forget you
I be saying go, just go



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Laufer, John Holland, Jack Donohue
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