Do Much
Still thinking about days, I could of been better
Fall for the lies I tell myself whenever these things are going right
Things are going right
I could have never seen myself in such good health
Good to my kind and good to myself (Uh)
'Cause it's tough y'know, got some stuff y'know
If I offer help best accept it though
'Cause I don't give enough
Lost in this mirrage of lust
With the fact I don't really fucking do much, much
But I wish, I wish I, was a better version of me
De$, yeah y'know who he be
Even with all these options, this abscence is killing me
That's a guarantee I can put in my mind
Ride on that rocket till I can provide
To those I love, cause
Why you gotta know about my problems?
Problems, why you gotta know about
Why you gotta know about my problems?
Problems, why you gotta know about my problems?
I don't really wanna solve 'em
I don't really wanna solve 'em (Aye)
Thinking bout days, I could of been better
Fall for the lies I tell myself whenever these things are going right
Things are going right
I could have never seen myself in such good health
Good to my kind and good to myself
'Cause it's tough y'know, Got some stuff y'know
If I offer help best accept it thoough
Cause I don't give enough
Lost in this mirrage of lust
With the fact I don't really fucking do much, much
Why would I?
Do much (Yeah)
Fall for the lies I tell myself whenever these things are going right
Things are going right
I could have never seen myself in such good health
Good to my kind and good to myself (Uh)
'Cause it's tough y'know, got some stuff y'know
If I offer help best accept it though
'Cause I don't give enough
Lost in this mirrage of lust
With the fact I don't really fucking do much, much
But I wish, I wish I, was a better version of me
De$, yeah y'know who he be
Even with all these options, this abscence is killing me
That's a guarantee I can put in my mind
Ride on that rocket till I can provide
To those I love, cause
Why you gotta know about my problems?
Problems, why you gotta know about
Why you gotta know about my problems?
Problems, why you gotta know about my problems?
I don't really wanna solve 'em
I don't really wanna solve 'em (Aye)
Thinking bout days, I could of been better
Fall for the lies I tell myself whenever these things are going right
Things are going right
I could have never seen myself in such good health
Good to my kind and good to myself
'Cause it's tough y'know, Got some stuff y'know
If I offer help best accept it thoough
Cause I don't give enough
Lost in this mirrage of lust
With the fact I don't really fucking do much, much
Why would I?
Do much (Yeah)
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Writer(s): Destino Calnek
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