Pathendream

I'm stuck in here and just picking up my time
All the fancy-dressed girls are passing me by
I'm tryna lose myself I'm too suicidal
Feeling like a pumpkin going to kill his own name

I don't fuck for fame

All these little titled games are walking across the street
Hey you, See you at the morning bedsheet
By a coffee beside, pull my inner outside
I don't wanna hit you
You don't know how I taste like

Like a Whiskey Pie

You'll be burning on my desire
Can't move my fingers
Light up the fires

Taking this shit was the best thing I did
Life was a lie and then turned into a meme
Now I'm still stuck with my own private sins
Listening to Arctic Monkey's Crying Lightening

Bolding and holding my pumped soul inside
Feeling like a junkie sex-robot meantime
Someone texted me and my phone did a chime
Don't know how people believe in sunshine

HEY YOU
You look so cool
Hey you
You look like fun

Hey you, See you in the morning bedsheet
By a coffee beside, pull my inner outside
I don't wanna hit you
I just wanna heat you

I wanna fuckin' heat you

You'll be burning on my desire
Can't move my fingers
Light up the fires

Taking this shit was the best thing I did
Life was a lie and then turned into a meme
Now I'm still stuck with my own private sins
Listening to Arctic Monkey's Crying Lightening