Pitfall
I've got no balance in this life
I can't let go of what I like
Somebody told me in a dream
That I look weaker when I cry
My mother used to tell me things
I know I wasn't supposed to know
What's that got to do with me?
How the fuck do I let go?
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
She says, "Don't ya love me?" (And if not, then why?)
She reminds me of mom (okay, alright)
She looks so pretty when she cries
Got hazel pearls instead of eyes, oh-oh-oh
Oh, I know
Take a breath, baby steps
Ooh, I wanna take this in
Find a way to love
Find a way to live with all your sins
Oh, fight on
All eyes on you (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Keep running)
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
Two, four, seven, eight, watch me levitate
Words don't hurt, chauffeur won't make a lane switch
Won't make a makeshift fake conversation
Yeah, snakes in my bed, put 'em in the basement
And it don't make sense, but it makes me cents
And it makes my rents go wow
So proud, lose time, chase clout
It don't have no end
So how the fuck do I let go?
How the fuck was I supposed to know
'Bout everything you wanted from me?
How the hell do you suppose?
I blame it on myself, I wanted to be everything you want me to be
(I think I'm out)
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
I can't let go of what I like
Somebody told me in a dream
That I look weaker when I cry
My mother used to tell me things
I know I wasn't supposed to know
What's that got to do with me?
How the fuck do I let go?
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
She says, "Don't ya love me?" (And if not, then why?)
She reminds me of mom (okay, alright)
She looks so pretty when she cries
Got hazel pearls instead of eyes, oh-oh-oh
Oh, I know
Take a breath, baby steps
Ooh, I wanna take this in
Find a way to love
Find a way to live with all your sins
Oh, fight on
All eyes on you (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Keep running)
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
Two, four, seven, eight, watch me levitate
Words don't hurt, chauffeur won't make a lane switch
Won't make a makeshift fake conversation
Yeah, snakes in my bed, put 'em in the basement
And it don't make sense, but it makes me cents
And it makes my rents go wow
So proud, lose time, chase clout
It don't have no end
So how the fuck do I let go?
How the fuck was I supposed to know
'Bout everything you wanted from me?
How the hell do you suppose?
I blame it on myself, I wanted to be everything you want me to be
(I think I'm out)
Pitfalls from God without a rope
Colored chalk around my throat
How the fuck do I let go?
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Writer(s): Charley Yang
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