Bad Taste

(Paper Tearing)
(Drops in Trash Can)
(Lighter and Flame sounds)
Man
Fuck this shit

It's ok!
To say that I can really live without ya
To say I got so much to give without ya
To say that you're somewhere else and not on my mind
Not on my mind
Not on my mind
I been in my thoughts
(Thoughts!)
Overthinking Overthinking
Maybe it's my loss
(Loss!)
Fuck the whole ass situation
I'm just at a loss
(Loss!)

To answer all your questions is impossible

If love is all fake then what's the point of it all?

Issa heartbreak summer finna tear down the walls,

Like I don't need no fucking complications on my line
No I don't need no fucking complications all the time yeah
I'd rather be alone
I'd rather on my own
I'd rather be somebody who just don't need anybody,
But I'm asking when you'll hit me on the phone

It's okay
To say that there's times when I think about ya

To say that my mind could really live without ya

To say that you're somewhere else and not in my head
Not in my head
Nodding my head
I been in my thoughts

Overthinking
Overthinking
Crazy bout the cost

I can't feel the complication
Feeling like I'm lost

To answer all my questions is impossible

If love is all fake then what's the point of it all?

Issa heartbreak summer finna tear down the walls,

Like I don't need no fucking complications on my line
No I don't need no fucking complications all the time yeah
I'd rather be alone
I'd rather on my own
I'd rather be somebody who just don't need anybody,
But I'm asking when you'll hit me on the phone

Keep it moving
Keep it moving
I don't even need you to just watch a movie
Watch a movie
Know I'm crazy, know I'm stupid, fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
I been living way too pretty
For you to just take me away from this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
From this paradise
If love is all fake then what's the point of it all?

Issa heartbreak summer finna tear down the walls,

Like I don't need no fucking complications on my line
No I don't need no fucking complications all the time yeah
I'd rather be alone
I'd rather on my own
I'd rather be somebody who just don't need anybody,
But I'm asking when you'll hit me on the phone



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Writer(s): 0, Evan Digilarmo
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