Why

Yeah yea ugh
Yeah yea ugh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yea ugh
Yeah yea

This shit is a mess right here

Yeah ugh
Yeah yea

And there ain't no turning back

Yeah yea ugh
Yeah yeah

Are you under stress my dear

Yeah yeah ugh
Yeah yeah

Please don't have a heart attack

Yeah yeah ugh
Yeah yeah

Why do we have to feel

Like life is a bitch
and with no appeal I won't

Why do we have to feel

The pain in our hearts just to feel what's real
I dont

Why do we have to feel

And I don't
Understand

I don't know how to feel
Or what's real
Life's what you make it
It's given
It's taken

Yeah
This shit is a mess right here

Why do we refuse to see the beauty
Yet discovered
Why do we still chose to be
The ones who's always under
Who told you to be
This way
Don't you ever wonder

Why everything is everything
Yeah
This world makes no sense sober



Credits
Writer(s): Kamaya Nicholls
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