Construct
Yeah, yeah this doesn't make any sense
So why did you tell me you don't want to see me again
How's does it feel to be you, pushing abusing the ones you love you break
So what does it mean to be me you wanna ask me
The questions you don't wanna see
You're rubbing the back of my hair your screaming so loudly
You don't want to show that you care
You're punching your face in the street
You're hitting the pavement your spitting out bloody teeth
Eager to meet me, don't want to see me, so confused i don't want to see
So what does it mean to me, you never ask you never care
So what does it mean for us, yeah you know i shouldn't ask that
Cus im a skinny piece of shit from the west side, lose sight
From where I wanna be cus im back on the drugs again
I wanna blame you but I know it's my fault
Just to date someone so disgusting
So who am I meant to be, yeah I know
He looks a lot like me
So tell me lucifer is that your reflection in the window
Staring back at me, what do you see
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
Fuck you watchu thinking, you ain't know fuck all about me
I work harder than some pussy boys that do it for a bounty
They be bragging bout the money that they sucking dick to see
You a sheep boy, living in the simulation, deep
I am free
Boy I threw away a 6 figure job, twice
Knew I'm giving up a life, still I paid the price
I ain't give a fuck about the money, I'm alive
Create to survive, that's my line, till I fucking die
My ex said that I was a lame-o
Said sloth you a pussy just take those
Blank thoughts while blacking in the shadows
Fuck, thank god I left that hell hole
Drove fast, eyes closed
Count downed, I really didn't know
Thought my life would just stay shit
But know there's light in darkness
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
So why did you tell me you don't want to see me again
How's does it feel to be you, pushing abusing the ones you love you break
So what does it mean to be me you wanna ask me
The questions you don't wanna see
You're rubbing the back of my hair your screaming so loudly
You don't want to show that you care
You're punching your face in the street
You're hitting the pavement your spitting out bloody teeth
Eager to meet me, don't want to see me, so confused i don't want to see
So what does it mean to me, you never ask you never care
So what does it mean for us, yeah you know i shouldn't ask that
Cus im a skinny piece of shit from the west side, lose sight
From where I wanna be cus im back on the drugs again
I wanna blame you but I know it's my fault
Just to date someone so disgusting
So who am I meant to be, yeah I know
He looks a lot like me
So tell me lucifer is that your reflection in the window
Staring back at me, what do you see
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
Fuck you watchu thinking, you ain't know fuck all about me
I work harder than some pussy boys that do it for a bounty
They be bragging bout the money that they sucking dick to see
You a sheep boy, living in the simulation, deep
I am free
Boy I threw away a 6 figure job, twice
Knew I'm giving up a life, still I paid the price
I ain't give a fuck about the money, I'm alive
Create to survive, that's my line, till I fucking die
My ex said that I was a lame-o
Said sloth you a pussy just take those
Blank thoughts while blacking in the shadows
Fuck, thank god I left that hell hole
Drove fast, eyes closed
Count downed, I really didn't know
Thought my life would just stay shit
But know there's light in darkness
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
Cus too many people here talk about me
So how does it feel to be the one without a dream
Fuck a 9-5 I wanna be free
Cus too many people wanna talk about me
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Writer(s): Connor Robert Woodland, Anthony Aneil Brach
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