Pity Party

Know my faith has been decreasing
Call me names I don't believe in
Left me cold to question reason
Been six week in sunken season
Didn't need it

I pour my pain everyday
Bored of the space that I waste

I'm sick of pity parties
I spent my last dime
Became a carbon copy
Of everything I tried to fight

I'm sick of after parties
And catty white lines
My bodies faster than my feet
I'm tryna kill my appetite

Fake my temporary healing
Bone dry, but I hate the feeling
Grind my teeth into the cеiling
In my dreams I'm never hеaling
And I don't, need a pinch

I pour my pain everyday
Bored of the space that I waste

I'm sick of pity parties
I spent my last dime
Became a carbon copy
Of everything I tried to fight

I'm sick of after parties
And catty white lines
My bodies faster than my feet
I'm tryna kill my appetite



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Tirheimer, Kyler Slater, Rebecca Peters
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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