Bugfruit
I got a, I got a tab on my tongue
Going twenty-five over the speed limit, I'm buggin
If you wanna find love
You should watch what kind of beliefs you're puttin' your trust in
You can get out my car at the beehive
I heard the queen died of corruption
So, I wanna hollow my funds, honey
Keep that, I'm teabaggin' the cup
Cause' you gave me the butterflies now
I'm stayin' up all night, so
What can I do
To make me get over you?
I'm letting go of all my vices
I'll make the sacrifices
All I can do
To make me get over you
Listen
I been tryin' to breathe
Stayin' up past five, grindin' my teeth
Uh, I made a couple of beats
Then the whole 'net, started capturin' me
Tension
This shit so overwhelming
Mix self-expression, with self-obsession
Hellbent, but that's somethin' I don't wanna tell them
Fightin' for my will like the ring is Elden, fuckin' hell, man
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven and petrify
Suffer restrain it, that's fear-based art
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' tradin' cards
Spirit degradin', that's fear-based art
I'm fallin' apart, did I really start that trend?
I'm starting to feel like I never knew my friends
My sunken eyes, oh, weren't they something nice?
But I just should modernize, it's all new
All new, so, why you wanna link? I'd rather finger-fuck strings
And I don't know how to be a lust king
There's a whole planet for what my money's spent on
Your God planned me out, and I took his hands off, yeah
No, I don't wanna be intimate
You don't want me playin' you like an instrument
But I'm just gonna be listenin'
I'm fallin' apart, baby, I hope you did
Passionate from miles away
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven and petrify
Suffer restrain it, that's fear-based art
Passionate from miles away
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' tradin' cards
Spirit degradin', that's fear-based art
I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
That you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try
And in our time that you wasted
All of our bridges burned down
I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
To pay the cost to chase a dream, I started starin' at a screen
Now I know everything, boy, I know everything
And now I'm tearin' at the seams and only God can hear my screams
'Cause I know everything, boy, I know everything
Going twenty-five over the speed limit, I'm buggin
If you wanna find love
You should watch what kind of beliefs you're puttin' your trust in
You can get out my car at the beehive
I heard the queen died of corruption
So, I wanna hollow my funds, honey
Keep that, I'm teabaggin' the cup
Cause' you gave me the butterflies now
I'm stayin' up all night, so
What can I do
To make me get over you?
I'm letting go of all my vices
I'll make the sacrifices
All I can do
To make me get over you
Listen
I been tryin' to breathe
Stayin' up past five, grindin' my teeth
Uh, I made a couple of beats
Then the whole 'net, started capturin' me
Tension
This shit so overwhelming
Mix self-expression, with self-obsession
Hellbent, but that's somethin' I don't wanna tell them
Fightin' for my will like the ring is Elden, fuckin' hell, man
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven and petrify
Suffer restrain it, that's fear-based art
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' tradin' cards
Spirit degradin', that's fear-based art
I'm fallin' apart, did I really start that trend?
I'm starting to feel like I never knew my friends
My sunken eyes, oh, weren't they something nice?
But I just should modernize, it's all new
All new, so, why you wanna link? I'd rather finger-fuck strings
And I don't know how to be a lust king
There's a whole planet for what my money's spent on
Your God planned me out, and I took his hands off, yeah
No, I don't wanna be intimate
You don't want me playin' you like an instrument
But I'm just gonna be listenin'
I'm fallin' apart, baby, I hope you did
Passionate from miles away
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven and petrify
Suffer restrain it, that's fear-based art
Passionate from miles away
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' tradin' cards
Spirit degradin', that's fear-based art
I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
That you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try
And in our time that you wasted
All of our bridges burned down
I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
To pay the cost to chase a dream, I started starin' at a screen
Now I know everything, boy, I know everything
And now I'm tearin' at the seams and only God can hear my screams
'Cause I know everything, boy, I know everything
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Writer(s): Samuel Diamond
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