Parachutes
My memories faded from there
You don't know my latest
I swear I've been hazy on it
But this high is the greatest
I'm headed to another breakdown Mind and body falling through clouds
Mind and body falling through the clouds
I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
Yeah, who goin' catch me now Yeah, who goin' catch me now, when I come down
When I come down, I hit the ground
Yeah, and I stay on it 'cause I need it
You need me on this cloud, and you know that I won't repeat it, nah
Welcome to Hollywood
Everybody's no one here
I'm just feeling so alone, but everybody showed up here
Yeah, I guess your life is how you wear it
And my designer jackets got pockets full of generics, uh
My life is hectic, kept pockets where I'm embarrassed
And I see my old friends look at our pockets and compare it
I'm, living my dreams
Giving up things that I really miss
No one ever coached me, nothing for what this life really is
Hard days and cold nights turn to cold, hard cash
But that means nothing when this whole car crash
I've been around you long enough, so you should know that I'm sad
But you don't know nothing, so I open my bag
Yeah, you only love me when I'm coming down
I drop my parachute when no one's around, it go...
I taste you and you inhale, said I taste you and you inhale
Taste like everything
But I know better
Shit, I know better
That I'm in hell
And you said you goin' quit this
Passion
But every hour you take trips to the bathroom
Please tell me how it's all gone and I'm so gone/wrong, yeah
I'm chain smoking these cigarettes
Brain broken, you've been the mess
It's not the way to end this stress, nah
Said I heard this song before you comatose, almost overdosed
Face down up on the floor
But you fuck better when you on them pills, when you on them pills
I do wanna feel, I just wanna feel
Yeah, girl, I'm sick and twisted like you
But tell me, what's the point of living shit if I ain't got my parachute?
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No, no, no one's around
I drop, I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
You don't know my latest
I swear I've been hazy on it
But this high is the greatest
I'm headed to another breakdown Mind and body falling through clouds
Mind and body falling through the clouds
I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
Yeah, who goin' catch me now Yeah, who goin' catch me now, when I come down
When I come down, I hit the ground
Yeah, and I stay on it 'cause I need it
You need me on this cloud, and you know that I won't repeat it, nah
Welcome to Hollywood
Everybody's no one here
I'm just feeling so alone, but everybody showed up here
Yeah, I guess your life is how you wear it
And my designer jackets got pockets full of generics, uh
My life is hectic, kept pockets where I'm embarrassed
And I see my old friends look at our pockets and compare it
I'm, living my dreams
Giving up things that I really miss
No one ever coached me, nothing for what this life really is
Hard days and cold nights turn to cold, hard cash
But that means nothing when this whole car crash
I've been around you long enough, so you should know that I'm sad
But you don't know nothing, so I open my bag
Yeah, you only love me when I'm coming down
I drop my parachute when no one's around, it go...
I taste you and you inhale, said I taste you and you inhale
Taste like everything
But I know better
Shit, I know better
That I'm in hell
And you said you goin' quit this
Passion
But every hour you take trips to the bathroom
Please tell me how it's all gone and I'm so gone/wrong, yeah
I'm chain smoking these cigarettes
Brain broken, you've been the mess
It's not the way to end this stress, nah
Said I heard this song before you comatose, almost overdosed
Face down up on the floor
But you fuck better when you on them pills, when you on them pills
I do wanna feel, I just wanna feel
Yeah, girl, I'm sick and twisted like you
But tell me, what's the point of living shit if I ain't got my parachute?
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No, no, no one's around
I drop, I drop my parachute
I drop my parachute when no one's around
No one's around
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Austin Smith, Dior Jez, Geofreey Sarubbi, Schwartz Daniel
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