Game Room

I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing patience
I want to spend some time but I don't like waiting
I'm gone u out this house feels vacant
I can feel a draft coming from the basement

I'm jumping into Swimming pools
Glass by my side
Whisky on ice
(Glass by my side)
(Whisky on ice)
I text no reply
I'm vexed I can't lie
Guess I'm wrong to ask for an explanation
Letting go of what's left
There's too many abrasions
Forget the reasons why u got so mad
Is it worth the end of all we have
Forget the friends that tell you I'm too much
Just know that I don't give a fuck
And that's trill shit

Said I'm just saying
I'm just saying
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
You betta quit playing
Cause I'm not gaming
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
I'm just saying
I'm just saying
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
You betta quit playing
Cause I'm not gaming

I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing patience
I want to spend some time but I don't like waiting
I'm gone u out this house feels vacant
I can feel a draft coming from the basement

I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
I sort of feel sometimes
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
I sort of feel sometimes
And that's trill shit
Said I'm just saying
I'm just saying
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
You betta quit playing
Cause I'm not gaming
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
I'm just saying
I'm just saying
I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing
You betta quit playing
Cause I'm not gaming

I sort of feel sometimes like I'm losing patience
I want to spend some time but I don't like waiting
I'm gone u out this house feels vacant
I can feel a draft coming from the basement



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