M00nw4lk
(These fucking voices
They're getting me fucking crazy
And er, I ain't letting em win)
(SADBOY)
Babe stuck in a cycle
It's making me go psycho
Losing my head
Have it feeling like a spiral
Whenever I'm with you
Got me moon walking
No Michael
My feet up on a tightrope
Traversing with my eyes closed
(Yeah) see the sadness in your eyes though
Telling me them lies (woah)
Baby please I'm fine (no)
Say that while you cry (oh)
Cruising while my minds (low)
(yeah now I'm cruising wanna die oh)
Babe stuck in a cycle
It's making me go psycho
Losing my head
Have it feeling like a spiral
Whenever I'm with you
Got me moon walking
No Michael
My feet up on a tightrope
Traversing with my eyes closed
I'm hearing voices in my head
Conversations sounding slurred
But the message still of death
I don't wanna be mislead
My mental needa go to bed
But it's too busy building up
All this fucking stress
Dealing with this shit
Make me wanna slit my wrist
Sitting smoking on the loud
Think of all the shit I missed (yeah)
I can't fucking cope
But I ain't gon tie the rope
Cause the voices want me dead
Better put that shit to bed
Like me
I need some rest
I can't ever fucking sleep
All them thoughts just start to creep
Got my mind in overdrive
Do I wanna be alive?
Maybe I don't fucking know
Yeah I got depressing flow
Baby smoking on this dope
(That shit got deep
Sorry for that, but yeah that's me)
They're getting me fucking crazy
And er, I ain't letting em win)
(SADBOY)
Babe stuck in a cycle
It's making me go psycho
Losing my head
Have it feeling like a spiral
Whenever I'm with you
Got me moon walking
No Michael
My feet up on a tightrope
Traversing with my eyes closed
(Yeah) see the sadness in your eyes though
Telling me them lies (woah)
Baby please I'm fine (no)
Say that while you cry (oh)
Cruising while my minds (low)
(yeah now I'm cruising wanna die oh)
Babe stuck in a cycle
It's making me go psycho
Losing my head
Have it feeling like a spiral
Whenever I'm with you
Got me moon walking
No Michael
My feet up on a tightrope
Traversing with my eyes closed
I'm hearing voices in my head
Conversations sounding slurred
But the message still of death
I don't wanna be mislead
My mental needa go to bed
But it's too busy building up
All this fucking stress
Dealing with this shit
Make me wanna slit my wrist
Sitting smoking on the loud
Think of all the shit I missed (yeah)
I can't fucking cope
But I ain't gon tie the rope
Cause the voices want me dead
Better put that shit to bed
Like me
I need some rest
I can't ever fucking sleep
All them thoughts just start to creep
Got my mind in overdrive
Do I wanna be alive?
Maybe I don't fucking know
Yeah I got depressing flow
Baby smoking on this dope
(That shit got deep
Sorry for that, but yeah that's me)
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