Emotional
Hey-hey-hey, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You got my initials
Photographic memory, ask if I'm emotional
Fuck yeah
You got my initials
Photographic memory, ask if I'm emotional
Fuck yeah
This whole thing feels like a fraud, got sick of all the danger
Had to put it down, got good at biting strangers
You got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
And we're both trying, you gotta give us that
We're both trying, you gotta give us that
I got hope tattooed on my throat
And you got respect tattooed on your neck
You say you gotta get it where you wanna be, and-
We're both trying, we're both trying
Breaking up these strange times, all these kids got no hope
Living their whole lives to an accidental overdose
Nowadays stand no chance, no telling where I would be
This is not what I would do, but this is not about me
Something feels like a fraud, got sick of all the danger
Had to put it down, I got good at biting strangers
And you got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
And we're both trying, you gotta give us that
We're both trying, you gotta give us that
You got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
You say you gotta get it, and where you wanna be, and-
We're both trying, we're both trying
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You got my initials
Photographic memory, ask if I'm emotional
Fuck yeah
You got my initials
Photographic memory, ask if I'm emotional
Fuck yeah
This whole thing feels like a fraud, got sick of all the danger
Had to put it down, got good at biting strangers
You got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
And we're both trying, you gotta give us that
We're both trying, you gotta give us that
I got hope tattooed on my throat
And you got respect tattooed on your neck
You say you gotta get it where you wanna be, and-
We're both trying, we're both trying
Breaking up these strange times, all these kids got no hope
Living their whole lives to an accidental overdose
Nowadays stand no chance, no telling where I would be
This is not what I would do, but this is not about me
Something feels like a fraud, got sick of all the danger
Had to put it down, I got good at biting strangers
And you got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
And we're both trying, you gotta give us that
We're both trying, you gotta give us that
You got hope tattooed on your throat
And I got respect the side of my neck
You say you gotta get it, and where you wanna be, and-
We're both trying, we're both trying
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Credits
Writer(s): Mike A Sapone, Mathew Uychich, Brian Sella, Erik Romero
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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