Apple
She stay on my mind
She's the apple of my eye
And when she's not around
Feels like I wanna die
I been so depressed since she left
What is next
I'm searching thru our texts
To remember all the best times
You can find me at the bar scene
With a wrist that be heavy
It's so damn icy
Why you crying get that visine
Take the red out of your eyes
Don't let the cops see
Got a lot of love
No more drugs
I be high on life
Party's just a buzz
No more fuzz
Powder, yeah am I
Ketamine infused
I am so abused
Who are you and who am I
Making love with no alibi
And I just might get so depressed
Blow my brains out
You can find me drinking iced tea
With a wrist that be heavy
It's so damn icy
Why you crying
Get that visine
Take the red out of your eyes
Don't let the cops see
Don't want the cops seeing
Cause sometimes I don't ever feel right
Sometimes I might fuck around and get high
Sometimes I gotta live in the moment
And sometimes I find myself feeling so hopeless
She been a fan of my work
She like when I make it hurt
Talkin to me like a flirt
Heart on the sleeve of my shirt
Blood making mud outta dirt
Feeling the best and the worst
I put this beat in a hearse
She put my heart in the morgue
And I still always want more
So who ended up worse
She's the apple of my eye
And when she's not around
Feels like I wanna die
I been so depressed since she left
What is next
I'm searching thru our texts
To remember all the best times
You can find me at the bar scene
With a wrist that be heavy
It's so damn icy
Why you crying get that visine
Take the red out of your eyes
Don't let the cops see
Got a lot of love
No more drugs
I be high on life
Party's just a buzz
No more fuzz
Powder, yeah am I
Ketamine infused
I am so abused
Who are you and who am I
Making love with no alibi
And I just might get so depressed
Blow my brains out
You can find me drinking iced tea
With a wrist that be heavy
It's so damn icy
Why you crying
Get that visine
Take the red out of your eyes
Don't let the cops see
Don't want the cops seeing
Cause sometimes I don't ever feel right
Sometimes I might fuck around and get high
Sometimes I gotta live in the moment
And sometimes I find myself feeling so hopeless
She been a fan of my work
She like when I make it hurt
Talkin to me like a flirt
Heart on the sleeve of my shirt
Blood making mud outta dirt
Feeling the best and the worst
I put this beat in a hearse
She put my heart in the morgue
And I still always want more
So who ended up worse
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Writer(s): Lucas Scheele
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