This lyrical masterpiece is an intoxicating cocktail of angst, defiance, and self-medication. Through a haze of Jack and Coke, DeathbyRomy weaves a narrative of love gone sour and the ensuing emotional fallout. The songstress isn't just singing about relationship woes; she's grappling with her own demons and trying to drown them in whiskey and indifference. She's not interested in the world's problems when her own are overwhelming enough. The underlying message? Sometimes, life hands you lemons - so why not mix them with some hard liquor and forget about everything for a while? This anthem is a raw, unfiltered glimpse into the struggles of navigating heartbreak while simultaneously wrestling personal issues. It's the perfect tune for those days when you're feeling like your problems could fill up an entire concert hall.
Problems
Lyrics
I like Coke, but only if you're mixing it with Jack
Then it's dope
Put it in my cup then hand me the smoke
I ain't tryna think about the world
I got too many problems
You know, you and I have something no one can deny
You know it's true, oh, oh, so how about you don't go
We've been here before
I see the lies within your words
And how you're trying to keep me blinded
Wonder why, when we both got problems
Why won't you help me solve them?
I love you, but you don't and this is how I cope
I like Coke, but only if you're mixing it with Jack
Then it's dope
Put it in my cup then hand me the smoke
I ain't tryna think about the world
I got too many problems
I'm like, nope
You can keep the posts faking smiles with the quotes
I could walk around talkin' cheap, but I don't
I ain't tryna think about the world
I got too many problems for all the world's problems
All my life, I've been on my own waiting for the one
To call my home, oh but
The front door was stuck shut
And now I pitter-patter back and forth
Think my mind thinks it's run its course
It's tired, now it needs to settle down
Wonder why, when we both got problems
Why won't you help me solve them?
I love you, but you don't and this is how I cope
I like Coke, but only if you're mixing it with Jack
Then it's dope
Put it in my cup then hand me the smoke
I ain't tryna think about the world
I got too many problems
I'm like, nope
You can keep the posts faking smiles with the quotes
I could walk around talkin' cheap, but I don't
I ain't tryna think about the world
I got too many problems for all the world's problem
Writer(s): Melanie Joy Fontana, Michel Schulz, Romy Maxine Flores
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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