nightmare
In a dream, and I can't wake up
And I've been stuck in the middle, I've been stuck in a rut
And I've been fucked up, but you already know that
Talking about that let me tell you bout' that
In a nightmare, got a lot of friends, in the end, they won't be there
Demons in my head want me dead, they don't play fair
Why you never play fair?
Why you call me back just to tell me that you don't care?
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
Maybe I'm dramatic, just another kid that's too sporadic
And I talk to myself, and I put myself through hell
But I'm too emphatic
And I've been messed up, thinking bout the past I've been messed up
Tell me bout' that, let me tell you right back
Let me fall right back again
Cause time's in a loop, but I'm stuck in a crease
And I've been bitching till' I'm dead and deceased
And I'm eighteen, throw my life in a drain
Cause when the new year comes, No I'll still be the same
In a dream, and I can't wake up
And I've been stuck in the middle, I've been stuck in a rut
And I've been fucked up, but you already know that
Talking about that let me tell you bout' that
In a nightmare, got a lot of friends, in the end, they won't be there
Demons in my head want me dead, they don't play fair
Why you never play fair?
Why you call me back just to tell me that you don't care?
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
And I've been stuck in the middle, I've been stuck in a rut
And I've been fucked up, but you already know that
Talking about that let me tell you bout' that
In a nightmare, got a lot of friends, in the end, they won't be there
Demons in my head want me dead, they don't play fair
Why you never play fair?
Why you call me back just to tell me that you don't care?
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
Maybe I'm dramatic, just another kid that's too sporadic
And I talk to myself, and I put myself through hell
But I'm too emphatic
And I've been messed up, thinking bout the past I've been messed up
Tell me bout' that, let me tell you right back
Let me fall right back again
Cause time's in a loop, but I'm stuck in a crease
And I've been bitching till' I'm dead and deceased
And I'm eighteen, throw my life in a drain
Cause when the new year comes, No I'll still be the same
In a dream, and I can't wake up
And I've been stuck in the middle, I've been stuck in a rut
And I've been fucked up, but you already know that
Talking about that let me tell you bout' that
In a nightmare, got a lot of friends, in the end, they won't be there
Demons in my head want me dead, they don't play fair
Why you never play fair?
Why you call me back just to tell me that you don't care?
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
All my friends, I think they're in my head
All my friends, I think I'm better off dead
Credits
Writer(s): Gabby Dixon
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