Blues
Tonight i'm drinking all my blues
Don't ask me why it's what i do
When things aren't looking up I
Know to fill my cup I
Get fucked up to kill my blues
Tonight i'm wasting all my youth
And i've got some time to waste on you
Some say it's toxic behaving
Like to preach but who are they to
Tell me how to kill my blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
Tonight i'm avoiding the oncoming meltdown
That's reserved for the morning of the next day come down
It's not a cry for help i'm good trust
It's self preservation to self-destruct
It's what i've chosen to do
To cure these endless blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
And believe it i know
It will catch up to me
And that's the reason why i go
To forget it's happening
For a few hours i'm safe
In my hazy state, for
A few hours it's true
I'm killing my blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
Don't ask me why it's what i do
When things aren't looking up I
Know to fill my cup I
Get fucked up to kill my blues
Tonight i'm wasting all my youth
And i've got some time to waste on you
Some say it's toxic behaving
Like to preach but who are they to
Tell me how to kill my blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
Tonight i'm avoiding the oncoming meltdown
That's reserved for the morning of the next day come down
It's not a cry for help i'm good trust
It's self preservation to self-destruct
It's what i've chosen to do
To cure these endless blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
And believe it i know
It will catch up to me
And that's the reason why i go
To forget it's happening
For a few hours i'm safe
In my hazy state, for
A few hours it's true
I'm killing my blues
Cause if I could feel good for the weekend
Let me be on
Monday i'll come back to my senses
Honestly in
Truth i'm prone to overthinking
My remedy is to
Instantly numb the pain
Credits
Writer(s): Thalia Cutrona
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