3Am
I don't feel so good
Self-Doubting all the time
Get aggressive at the crowd
She wish to be mine
I'm just not for commitment
I don't care about them lying
Met you in one week fell in love
Past the time
Don't care anymore of what they think of me
I know that I'm trash and I know that I'm mean
I really wanna change, let myself find peace
Start it over or I just leave
Cause I leave it to myself
Deal with mental health
Don't want a therapist, Cause I don't want help
I really want the pain and I love the brain melt
Always short answer and I always say "felt"
I feel it in my heart can't look them in the eyes
Wake up feeling bad and I put on my disguise
Say I'm way to young I don't wanna die
Made her feel special now all she do is cry
Feeling so bad and I'm feeling all this guilt
No point in crying to the milk that I spilt
No point in trying in this brand that I built
Really wanna quit
Losing motivation to this thing that I love
Treat them like a god and they treat me like a bug
Think I love these women cause they all start to tug
Guess I just like them now their tears building up
Collecting hearts, but I'm burning all the roses
Tell me that I'm bad, but you know that I know it
Distant from friends, grab the gun then I load it
Just wanna go, hate it all and then blow it
Self-Doubting all the time
Get aggressive at the crowd
She wish to be mine
I'm just not for commitment
I don't care about them lying
Met you in one week fell in love
Past the time
Don't care anymore of what they think of me
I know that I'm trash and I know that I'm mean
I really wanna change, let myself find peace
Start it over or I just leave
Cause I leave it to myself
Deal with mental health
Don't want a therapist, Cause I don't want help
I really want the pain and I love the brain melt
Always short answer and I always say "felt"
I feel it in my heart can't look them in the eyes
Wake up feeling bad and I put on my disguise
Say I'm way to young I don't wanna die
Made her feel special now all she do is cry
Feeling so bad and I'm feeling all this guilt
No point in crying to the milk that I spilt
No point in trying in this brand that I built
Really wanna quit
Losing motivation to this thing that I love
Treat them like a god and they treat me like a bug
Think I love these women cause they all start to tug
Guess I just like them now their tears building up
Collecting hearts, but I'm burning all the roses
Tell me that I'm bad, but you know that I know it
Distant from friends, grab the gun then I load it
Just wanna go, hate it all and then blow it
Credits
Writer(s): Cash Hernandez
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