Done

'Cause you started like a snake
It just hurt

I look like I've done, done it
Legs give out, I'm done running

You're my favorite flavor, can you blame me?
I don't know if I should hate it
I hope you don't try to change me
Ain't no hope in tryna tame me

Don't get it
Let's get on and don't get it
Oh-oh-oh-oh, don't get it
Oh-oh-oh-oh, don't get it

My lungs hurt like hell, oh well (oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well)
Said you hope I don't melt myself (myself, myself, myself, myself)

Don't be so ridiculous, way too particular
Obviously sick of this, I just need a signature
Self-destructive, non-productive
Always something 'til it's nothing
Sun ain't come up, it ain't coming
Go have fun, then you should jump in

I look like I've done, done it
Legs give out, I'm done running

Ride right off to sunsets
But the sun still hasn't come yet, work it out until the pump back
Let's pretend you actually want that, holding on to every concept
Love the sport because of the contact, but I see the early onset
And I deal with it often

Order coffins after comments
I'm on offense when you're honest
Got my hands up like you got me
I fold up like Origami

I look like I've, done, done it
Legs give out, I'm done running
I look like I've done, done it
Legs give out, I'm done running