On My Own
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
Yea I let my guard down
Tried so hard not to frown
I wanted to feel so proud
But I've been having doubts
My mind's in the dark
Been doing the woo walk
I be going outta my fucking way to get a girl but she ends up breaking my heart
I'm introverted
Yea no, I don't fuck with the world, I'd rather be deserted
I've dealt with the trauma, yea it's now being inserted
I don't even wanna continue to live this life
It's feels like every occasion that I'm in, I've been stabbed by a fucking knife
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted all of the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted all of the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
This is the end
Thank you for listening, this is the end
This is the end
Talking bout life, this is the end
This is the end
Stabbed by a knife, this is the end
This is the end
This is the end
Post Timeskip
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
Yea I let my guard down
Tried so hard not to frown
I wanted to feel so proud
But I've been having doubts
My mind's in the dark
Been doing the woo walk
I be going outta my fucking way to get a girl but she ends up breaking my heart
I'm introverted
Yea no, I don't fuck with the world, I'd rather be deserted
I've dealt with the trauma, yea it's now being inserted
I don't even wanna continue to live this life
It's feels like every occasion that I'm in, I've been stabbed by a fucking knife
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted all of the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
I don't got friends
Fuck all this bullshit, we ain't there till the end
On god, we wasted all of the times we had together spent
I'm now on my own
All in my zone
Don't blow up my phone
I'm pushing alone
I have been slowly losing trust
All them fakers be turned to dust
This is the end
Thank you for listening, this is the end
This is the end
Talking bout life, this is the end
This is the end
Stabbed by a knife, this is the end
This is the end
This is the end
Post Timeskip
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Kozierowski
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