In Solitary
(Yeah, Oh)
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Friends, friends got me crazy
Texting all day in bed got me lazy
Roses are red, but i just want daisies
You're in my head roaming on the daily
I look at you, i stare at you
You're not going anywhere
I want my sorry, hurting z
Ain't a hobby, what's that shit?
Now you're blocked and i'm aware
This circle feels like it's a jail
The cycle of being treated badly
Takes me back to when i was happy
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Friends, friends got me crazy
Texting all day in bed got me lazy
Roses are red, but i just want daisies
You're in my head roaming on the daily
I look at you, i stare at you
You're not going anywhere
I want my sorry, hurting z
Ain't a hobby, what's that shit?
Now you're blocked and i'm aware
This circle feels like it's a jail
The cycle of being treated badly
Takes me back to when i was happy
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Popsicle in my mouth, tooth
Told myself i'd be good without you
Twenty four seven, thinking about you
Knowing i won't ever be that rude
Credits
Writer(s): Astral God
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