worse (dropout junkee)
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And the fears are just getting worse, just getting worse
Now I got all my friends hooked on drugs
I got my lungs financing thugs
And all my friends are busy fuckin' each other
Fuckin' themselves up, yea
I got my neighbours knockin' at my door
They don't want shit set on fire no more
Silence please, cops is outside
And there's fuckloads of really good shit to hide, yea
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
And this one next to me, he don't mean shit to me
Just a fuckbuddy, just nobody
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
I seem to be the only one missing out on true love now
Right when we need it most
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are getting worse, just gettin' worse
(All my fears are just gettin' worse)
Oh fuck
It's a Sunday
The day I spend stressing over Monday
But if I quit now and sell everything I got
At least I could get high with my bitch on pot
Feeling bad is exhausting
Yet I do it all the time
Tired of people who's sayin' our lives and existence are fuckin' crimes
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
And this one next to me, he don't mean shit to me
Just a fuckbuddy, yea
And I ain't the best
I ain't even tryin' my best
(But I do feel blessed)
But I do feel blessed
Sometimes, sometimes when I wanna kill stress
And then we light shit up and then we drippin' in finesse, ye
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are gettin' worse, just gettin' worse
Yeah, all my fears is just gettin' worse
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are getting worse, just gettin' worse
(All my fears are just gettin' worse)
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And the fears are just getting worse, just getting worse
Now I got all my friends hooked on drugs
I got my lungs financing thugs
And all my friends are busy fuckin' each other
Fuckin' themselves up, yea
I got my neighbours knockin' at my door
They don't want shit set on fire no more
Silence please, cops is outside
And there's fuckloads of really good shit to hide, yea
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
And this one next to me, he don't mean shit to me
Just a fuckbuddy, just nobody
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
I seem to be the only one missing out on true love now
Right when we need it most
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are getting worse, just gettin' worse
(All my fears are just gettin' worse)
Oh fuck
It's a Sunday
The day I spend stressing over Monday
But if I quit now and sell everything I got
At least I could get high with my bitch on pot
Feeling bad is exhausting
Yet I do it all the time
Tired of people who's sayin' our lives and existence are fuckin' crimes
I'm a little like you, I'm a nobody
I ain't nothin' special, just my own body
And this one next to me, he don't mean shit to me
Just a fuckbuddy, yea
And I ain't the best
I ain't even tryin' my best
(But I do feel blessed)
But I do feel blessed
Sometimes, sometimes when I wanna kill stress
And then we light shit up and then we drippin' in finesse, ye
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are gettin' worse, just gettin' worse
Yeah, all my fears is just gettin' worse
You told me to be good
But I went mad and now I'm bad, real bad
You told me that I'd be okay, but all I feel is sad
And all my fears are getting worse, just gettin' worse
(All my fears are just gettin' worse)
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Writer(s): Mateo A.
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