Chest Pains
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Pour a drink up let's keep the party going
Toughest thing about life is not really knowing
Cold winter days sitting inside while it's fucking snowing
Thinking to myself where should I be going
I know that you're thinking about me when you're alone
Blocking your contact to show unknown
Yes I see your calls I just can't pick up the phone
I'll get to angry I can't change my tone
Did I say what I really thought I said
Yeah maybe it's all in my head
Texting me first but you leaving me on read
Playing games but holding me by a thread
I know you saw me at the party don't act blind
But I think it's time that we leave it all behind
I need to focus on the grind
Independent artist still ain't signed
Got a lot of offers I just declined
Aye
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Pour a drink up let's keep the party going
Toughest thing about life is not really knowing
Cold winter days sitting inside while it's fucking snowing
Thinking to myself where should I be going
I know that you're thinking about me when you're alone
Blocking your contact to show unknown
Yes I see your calls I just can't pick up the phone
I'll get to angry I can't change my tone
Did I say what I really thought I said
Yeah maybe it's all in my head
Texting me first but you leaving me on read
Playing games but holding me by a thread
I know you saw me at the party don't act blind
But I think it's time that we leave it all behind
I need to focus on the grind
Independent artist still ain't signed
Got a lot of offers I just declined
Aye
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
Chest pains and I can't breathe
On my death bed thinking about the memories
I don't think This is what's left for me
Maybe I'm not who I'm supposed to be
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Writer(s): Harrison Sparrow
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