Visuals @ 4 AM

Pop a tab we're seeing colors
Read my mind then she blew it
Telling lies like we need each other
Blindsided I was clueless
In hindsight I knew it
But didn't want to believe it
I was tripping around Fall
She would switch up with the seasons
It's chilly now windy out
Picture me down bad fucked up with my hoodie down
It's different now
I'm vulnerable
Face screwed up
I'm unapproachable
It makes things strange for us
I want to get close to you
Of course you do too but I feel too far removed
Unworthy of your love so I keep some space the sun and moon
How my thoughts revolve
Around this pain I can't heal with alcohol
Tylenol
Hard pill to swallow I'll be alone tomorrow
Try to call
Catch dial tone you won't hit my phone tomorrow
Wrong one picked the wrong one
Now it's around two and she can't give two fucks
Love was the wrong move this damage is proof of it
Watch who I attach to
Only way to overcome it
Stuck in a bad mood
Now I can't show my face in public

I'm ashamed

All I could ask for is forgiveness but
Forgiveness doesn't mean reconciliation

Locked in 4 AM
Getting cold again
I can see my breath still
Here we go again
Locked in 4 AM
Where are all my friends?
On my own I guess
Here we go again
You want us to win I doubt it
You say you my friend I doubt it
No wonder my vision cloudy
My friend's in the sky
You're still on my mind
I'm still on my grind
Thought she was signed to YSL
Bitch did me slime

Why you so intense?
In my zone again
How you in my head still?
Hit my phone again
Bring your friend
Bring your twin
We could go again
Got some ends
Cop some zips
We could smoke again
While you play pretend
Peep it through my lens
The time we spend expensive
Everybody ends
No persona
Fill my roll up
Getting stoned again
No persona
Hit my phone up
I'm alone again
I could tell you bout the pain and torment
How the hunger in me isn't dormant
Spent a lifetime around the poison
That's a thousand years of no enjoyment
I was somewhere on my own
Trying to run away from home
Turn a laptop to a stove
Cooking up late now it's four

Locked in 4 AM
Getting cold again
I can see my breath still
Here we go again
Locked in 4 AM
Where are all my friends?
On my own I guess
Here we go again
You want us to win I doubt it
You say you my friend I doubt it
No wonder my vision cloudy
My friend's in the sky
You're still on my mind
I'm still on my grind
Thought she was signed to YSL
Bitch did me slime



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Writer(s): Elijah Lashley
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