JUNE 21 (feat. Anarkh1st)

When I asked, what's to come?
This ain't the type of shit that should be done
I'm too afraid to go back home
Days I think are my last, yeah, I'm on the run
Am I catching up to fate?
Or will it catch me first? Yeah, that I'll have to face
I feel so alien and out of space
I'm runnin' out, but back in to the hands of hate
Yeah, yeah, but it keeps goin' on
I thought this shit was over, yeah, I guess I was wrong
This shit's on repeat, like some radio song
Keep making these wrongs, and keep writing new songs
You'll never be the best, I get it
But to even satisfy myself? You fuckin' forget it
These days get better? Still, I fuckin' regret it
Every thing in my life, yeah, that I'm resentin'

So please bring back those days, we made
So please bring back those days, never made

I needed more than just you and me
Guess you and I were never meant to be
And yeah it ain't the truth to say I'm tryin'
You can call me Toxi, 'cause I want you cryin'

Yeah, yeah, but I don't care (Uh uh)
Anymore, yeah, yeah, anymore (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
I don't care (Yeah, yeah, huh, huh)
Anymore, anymore
Anymore, anymore (Ha- ha- haha)
Look

Getting in my head, only way you had technique
Changing faces, like you was mystique
You no ex man, just wanna jump my bones
You still texting with a dump in my phone
Say we lit, give a pound, then you called back with an eighty-seven
Way I spit, you can't bear, leave you cryin' kid like this bite of eighty-seven
Called you my dog, now you is a stray
Emotional dump, I flush it was straight
Cards in my hands, so you got played
Still want beef, call you ground, and I'm filet
You got pushy with tea, had to dump like
The party, yo riches got turned to rags
You thot pussy bitches want my money
Now the catfish is outta the bag
I'd say cry me a river, bitch, but you
The one still givin' me streams
Sleeping on me so much you prolly
See me in your dreams, needa
Wake from your sleep, wait for a beep
Hope it was me, rope it'll be
Chokin' you out, broken, I left you smokin'
I've had it thought you took my breath bitch I'm asthmatic
Broken off, I'm still healing without the cast
Jokin' now, I cut you out but there's no acts
Tryna' play me, but this aint theatre
How's it been a year yet you still want a feature?
Lost me so the lines deep cut
Like you cutting your losses
Take two months to write a verse
And I'll see more of your fake responses

Yeah, but I don't care (Care, yeah, yeah)
Anymore, anymore (Anymore, hold up, hold up)
I don't care, yeah, yeah
Anymore (Anymore)
Anymore (Anymore)
Any- more

I don't know what's comin', I just know I'm runnin'
Runnin' from my life, a life that's worth more goin'
Fate has almost caught me, now no one to stop me
Love ain't what you taught me, so go on, just mock me
I hate you, ain't even at home
But soon I'll still await you, huh, yeah
So we're headin' straight to
The end, 18 years of emptiness and I fuckin' blame you
And it'll keep going on, unless I end it now
But then I can't keep him out
A glass half empty, that I can't see at all
I can't let him win, can't let him stand tall
I'll never be the best, I get it (Get it, get it, get it)
But, yeah, these past 2 years, I wanna fuckin' forget it
These days get longer every single fuckin' second
No place I'm hatin' more than the present
Yeah, I'm losing my fucking mind, yeah, yeah
Huh, always at the front of mine, no, no
Bringing back, the days didn't mind, yeah, yeah
Wish you weren't the poison to mine, yeah, yeah
These words can't even escape, yeah
Thinkin' of the days without pain, yeah
Thinkin' of the days without you, uh
But you keep bringin' me to June

So please, please bring back
Those days, we made, yeah
So please, please bring back
Those days, never made



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Writer(s): Shy Guy
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