where you're gonna go

I lost friends, means to ends and munitions
I'm still suck on whether I made all the right decisions
Life's a mess, I've corroded from attrition
The path I put myself down put a hold on all my vision
I left morals neglected
Now fiend for correctness
I know my intentions
Don't care for retention
Had years to correct it
I stressed it
I waded through all of these thoughts cus I'd break if I left it

I can make a hit by myself
Show some greatness in stealth
Put my worth in some work
I don't care if it sells
I got urges to quell
Y'all just turn on yourselves
I don't need to get attacked when there's no news you can tell
Bitch
Fell your own friends
And make light of all the trauma they spread
It's better said as you just wanting some bread
And some attention
You need it
Lose this and you'll bleed it
You feed in and bet on every outcome giving credence

Sorry to digress again
I'm too stressed, it seems evident
Go feed on their relevance
I just want my life back
I just want my life back

I lost friends, means to ends and munitions
I'm still suck on whether I made all the right decisions
Life's a mess, I've corroded from attrition
The path I put myself down put a hold on all my vision

I left friends who'd leave me out
Cus it seemed like they want that anyways
What?
Now you save me space?
Huh, guess you're saving face
Bet you couldn't change and you just worsened
Let you get to me and now they see a different person
I meet every need to feed the greed that you let furthen
Fans brought out the worst in you
And now you're left deserted
Act new like you earned it
Shocked when you get burned
All y'all mourn the consequence
Then never fucking learn



Credits
Writer(s): Mason Gilbert
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