What Do You Want From Me
Man man
I woke up
In a pissed off mood
Going back to work
Something I don't wanna do
I'm so hungry
Can't afford the food
My bills late
My credit cards due
Something's gotta give
Something's gotta change
Bullet in the gun
Bullet to the brain
I'm so fucked up
I can't even think
About the life
I wanna live
Anyway
4 5 6 A.M
I need Ambien
I want to give up
My whole body's stuck
Sink into this couch
Life lessons play out
Right before my eyes
It is no surprise
I can't sleep
I don't feel right
(nah)
Who turned on
These goddamn lights
(who)
Kill myself
Man I just might
(why)
I've been stressed
All goddamn night
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn
Life
I think of death
But really I don't wanna die
I hang my head in shame
But I don't wanna cry
(mmm)
My mom was smoking crack
When I was just a baby
(baby)
Thinking back to memories
That bitch was crazy
(crazy)
Now she's dead
And buried in a casket
Six feet in the dirt
Right where my dad is
(six feet deep)
Life is hard
When you ain't got no parents
(it is)
Leaving me with nothing to inherit
Man pshh
Why'd you have to ruin
My whole childhood
Or whatever you wanna call it
My crackhead mother
Married to an alcoholic
(bitch)
And that dude always
Had some shit to say
But
(what)
Bet he wouldn't say that shit today
(why)
Cause I would straight up
Punch him in the face
(bahh)
I am not a kid
I ain't the same
(nah)
I am now a man
But time has frozen in its place
What
I'm not where
I'm supposed to be
And I take that shit personally
What the fuck am I
Doing wrong
Tell me what do you want from me
I'm not where
I'm supposed to be
And I take that shit personally
Tell me what am I
Doing wrong
What the fuck do you want from me
Goddamn it
What do you want from me
I'm tired
Of living my life this way
What do you want me from me
What do you want from me
Goddamn it
What do you want from me
I'm tired
Of living my life this way
What do you want me from me
What do you want from me
I woke up
In a pissed off mood
Going back to work
Something I don't wanna do
I'm so hungry
Can't afford the food
My bills late
My credit cards due
Something's gotta give
Something's gotta change
Bullet in the gun
Bullet to the brain
I'm so fucked up
I can't even think
About the life
I wanna live
Anyway
4 5 6 A.M
I need Ambien
I want to give up
My whole body's stuck
Sink into this couch
Life lessons play out
Right before my eyes
It is no surprise
I can't sleep
I don't feel right
(nah)
Who turned on
These goddamn lights
(who)
Kill myself
Man I just might
(why)
I've been stressed
All goddamn night
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn life
(what)
I'm so sick of my goddamn
Life
I think of death
But really I don't wanna die
I hang my head in shame
But I don't wanna cry
(mmm)
My mom was smoking crack
When I was just a baby
(baby)
Thinking back to memories
That bitch was crazy
(crazy)
Now she's dead
And buried in a casket
Six feet in the dirt
Right where my dad is
(six feet deep)
Life is hard
When you ain't got no parents
(it is)
Leaving me with nothing to inherit
Man pshh
Why'd you have to ruin
My whole childhood
Or whatever you wanna call it
My crackhead mother
Married to an alcoholic
(bitch)
And that dude always
Had some shit to say
But
(what)
Bet he wouldn't say that shit today
(why)
Cause I would straight up
Punch him in the face
(bahh)
I am not a kid
I ain't the same
(nah)
I am now a man
But time has frozen in its place
What
I'm not where
I'm supposed to be
And I take that shit personally
What the fuck am I
Doing wrong
Tell me what do you want from me
I'm not where
I'm supposed to be
And I take that shit personally
Tell me what am I
Doing wrong
What the fuck do you want from me
Goddamn it
What do you want from me
I'm tired
Of living my life this way
What do you want me from me
What do you want from me
Goddamn it
What do you want from me
I'm tired
Of living my life this way
What do you want me from me
What do you want from me
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Writer(s): Kevin Wayne Gates, Mario Mitchell
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