views from a bedroom window (INTERLUDE)

That's a pretty face
That's a pretty face

That's a pretty face
I get lost in ways
She don't feel the same
Lock away my pain
I don't want no fame
I just feel this way
How I lost the flame?
She don't feel the same

That's a lot of pain
She said must explain
Stuck inside your brain
Drugs inside my veins
Feel I must complain
Lock away my pain
She don't feel the same
She don't feel the same

Your face
Lost in ways
I can't face
Yesterday
Waste away
Waste away
Feel my face
Can't feel my face

They don't want this
They don't want me
That's okay bitch
I'm fancy
I don't want drugs
Tend to get me
But I do them
Still empty
Still empty don't forget me
Got the drugs and they fucking with the police
I'm afar that's a bitch you don't know me
I just wanna sit back with my homies

How long you held my hands?
They're hollow
So hollow
You'll follow
My hands are cold



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Marlowe
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