STFU
Uh, lala-lala-lala, uh
I'm pissed off
Yeah, wakin' up, it's the same shit
On the fuckin' phone, I been screaming for ages
I been makin' songs, I don't wanna be famous
I just wanna sleep 'cause this agony contagious
You want me to speak my mind like I'm crying all the time
Like, thank God you askin', I really needed your advice
Shut the fuck up, go and get your bread up, suck up
Bitch wanna tell me how to live, motherfucker
I got friends, they were there at my worst
So take your dirty ass home, put that shit in reverse
Think I'm going home in a goddamn hearse
'Cause I'm sick of this earth, was this shit even worth? Damn
I get so overjoyed when you're not in my company, yeah
I get so paranoid when everyone says the same old shit again
"Hey man, you should really try stretching, breathing"
"Try to drown out all the demons" (Shut the fuck up)
"Maybe, get a trial separation?, Just give me her number
I'll be the one to comfort her" (Shut the fuck up)
"Hi, I'm your therapist"
"Tell me the truth, then I'll treat you like a terrorist"
Off to the psych-ward, throw away the key
That's what you get when you feel something
Shut the fuck, bitch, shut the fuck up
Cover yo' gums, like bitch, you need to shut up (You can't say that)
Shut the fuck, bitch, shut the fuck
Cover yo' gums, like bitch, you need to shut up (Oh, I'm sorry)
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut
I'm sorry did I—, did I hurt baby's feelings?
Are you gonna fucking cry? Pussy
I'm pissed off
Yeah, wakin' up, it's the same shit
On the fuckin' phone, I been screaming for ages
I been makin' songs, I don't wanna be famous
I just wanna sleep 'cause this agony contagious
You want me to speak my mind like I'm crying all the time
Like, thank God you askin', I really needed your advice
Shut the fuck up, go and get your bread up, suck up
Bitch wanna tell me how to live, motherfucker
I got friends, they were there at my worst
So take your dirty ass home, put that shit in reverse
Think I'm going home in a goddamn hearse
'Cause I'm sick of this earth, was this shit even worth? Damn
I get so overjoyed when you're not in my company, yeah
I get so paranoid when everyone says the same old shit again
"Hey man, you should really try stretching, breathing"
"Try to drown out all the demons" (Shut the fuck up)
"Maybe, get a trial separation?, Just give me her number
I'll be the one to comfort her" (Shut the fuck up)
"Hi, I'm your therapist"
"Tell me the truth, then I'll treat you like a terrorist"
Off to the psych-ward, throw away the key
That's what you get when you feel something
Shut the fuck, bitch, shut the fuck up
Cover yo' gums, like bitch, you need to shut up (You can't say that)
Shut the fuck, bitch, shut the fuck
Cover yo' gums, like bitch, you need to shut up (Oh, I'm sorry)
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut your mouth, bitch
Shut, shut
I'm sorry did I—, did I hurt baby's feelings?
Are you gonna fucking cry? Pussy
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Weinberg, Thorne Aleksandr Baker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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