WHY?! (feat. Parth Sharma)
Quit running through the streets
I'm tired of these things, still can't even breathe
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes, yeah
Don't want love man, Why do I miss it?
Broken enough to just go out and dismiss it
Expectin a message from no one
Why do I fuck with these hoes man?
This life ain't no fun
(Yeah, yeah)
Miss the part where she would hold my hand, cuddle up and sleep beside me
Miss the part where that stress is killin, but her silly jokes revive me.
Miss the part where someone makes ya feel whole man
Look at me I'm so burnt I've become a whole man look at me, yeah!
Come and look at me
Look at me
(Come and look at me)
I say look at me look in your eyes and be real with ya
Longing for everything real I sit here dismissin the fakes man!
I say do you miss me?!
(Do you miss me?)
Do you miss the way I looked into your eyes and saw my world die?
Do you miss the way you kept me on that hook and sucked away everything
I loved man, why?
(Man why?)
Quit running through the streets
I'm tired of these things, still can't even breathe
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
WHY?
Why'd you make me this way?
Why do I look at real love and then spit in it's face?
Why do I say fuck feelings with a grin on my face?
Why do I kiss you, thug you, fuck you and then ghost you away?
Why do I act like I'm happy? Smoke my feelings away?
God give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
Before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day, yeah!
They expect me to be happy but I'm fucking depressed, I swear I'm fucking repressed...
All the riches in this world don't mean shit
If you can't share it with somebody that you love and that you fucking respect, yeah!
So I say God!
Please give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
I say God!
Please give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
Yeah!
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes, yeah
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes
(Good at goodbyes)
I've been rolling in the deep, messed up hiding from these freaks
Getting caught inside these dreams...
(Good at goodbyes)
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
I'm tired of these things, still can't even breathe
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes, yeah
Don't want love man, Why do I miss it?
Broken enough to just go out and dismiss it
Expectin a message from no one
Why do I fuck with these hoes man?
This life ain't no fun
(Yeah, yeah)
Miss the part where she would hold my hand, cuddle up and sleep beside me
Miss the part where that stress is killin, but her silly jokes revive me.
Miss the part where someone makes ya feel whole man
Look at me I'm so burnt I've become a whole man look at me, yeah!
Come and look at me
Look at me
(Come and look at me)
I say look at me look in your eyes and be real with ya
Longing for everything real I sit here dismissin the fakes man!
I say do you miss me?!
(Do you miss me?)
Do you miss the way I looked into your eyes and saw my world die?
Do you miss the way you kept me on that hook and sucked away everything
I loved man, why?
(Man why?)
Quit running through the streets
I'm tired of these things, still can't even breathe
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
WHY?
Why'd you make me this way?
Why do I look at real love and then spit in it's face?
Why do I say fuck feelings with a grin on my face?
Why do I kiss you, thug you, fuck you and then ghost you away?
Why do I act like I'm happy? Smoke my feelings away?
God give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
Before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day, yeah!
They expect me to be happy but I'm fucking depressed, I swear I'm fucking repressed...
All the riches in this world don't mean shit
If you can't share it with somebody that you love and that you fucking respect, yeah!
So I say God!
Please give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
I say God!
Please give me a way before I slit my throat waiting for the dawn of the day!
Yeah!
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes, yeah
Took me by surprise, Houdini of lies
Couldn't hear my cries, wrote a song to tell ya'll how I felt inside
Almost slit my throat a couple times
Fuck that you made me good at goodbyes
(Good at goodbyes)
I've been rolling in the deep, messed up hiding from these freaks
Getting caught inside these dreams...
(Good at goodbyes)
All these situations facing repercussions, is it even real?
Or it's just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Just in front of my eyes...
Credits
Writer(s): Parshva Kothari
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