mental anguish
Standing next to you, feel better than I ever did before
Oo-woah-woah
I still hope it doesn't go back to how it was before
How it was before
'Cause I was really in mental anguish
Now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage
Mental anguish, now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage (Glaive)
Please tell me how to let go, yeah
Things haven't changed since you left home
And now I'm standing with a dead phone, yeah
You write your wishes on my hedge stone
Baby, now you speaking my language
Leave me in mental anguish, yeah
You've been on that fake shit, hating, yeah
All my homies did a lane switch
How am I supposed to change this?
Fuck the crew that you hang with
Close my ears when you say shit
All the time it's the same shit
All those painful exchanges
All the breath that I wasted
'Cause I was really in mental anguish
Now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage
Mental anguish, now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage (Glaive)
Oo-woah-woah
I still hope it doesn't go back to how it was before
How it was before
'Cause I was really in mental anguish
Now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage
Mental anguish, now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage (Glaive)
Please tell me how to let go, yeah
Things haven't changed since you left home
And now I'm standing with a dead phone, yeah
You write your wishes on my hedge stone
Baby, now you speaking my language
Leave me in mental anguish, yeah
You've been on that fake shit, hating, yeah
All my homies did a lane switch
How am I supposed to change this?
Fuck the crew that you hang with
Close my ears when you say shit
All the time it's the same shit
All those painful exchanges
All the breath that I wasted
'Cause I was really in mental anguish
Now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage
Mental anguish, now you speaking my language (fuck)
And now you acting all passive, treating me like I'm baggage (Glaive)
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Snoreck, Eric Alberto Lopez, Tim Randolph, Ash Gutierrez, Alain Cartaya
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