Rot

My baby tell me to shut up
Not cause I talk to much or my head is reeling
Talk shit to cope with my feelings
Blocked bitch now there's all concealed and
Lost in ourselves again
Thought I was pitching a tent
But now I don't want attention from you

I got the gas in my pack
DC offset to the stanza
I made it clip and go bad
I let it rot with my hands up
I blow my top for no answers
You made me cut out my cancer
Breaking up again
I think we're waking up as friends
I guess it's

Obvious
And with baited breaths you take that step ahead
I'll be in touch
If you test the method
I'll stay here forever

My baby tell me to shut up
Not cause I talk to much and my head is reeling
Talk shit to cope with my feelings
Blocked bitch now there's no concealin
Lost in ourselves again
Thought I was pitching a tent
But now I don't want attention from you



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Writer(s): Dolan Guy
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