Jay Midas - Siberian Soul Lyrics

I loved you
What happen is I decide, not you
Now you don't love me anymore, well that breaks my heart
But, it's too fuckin' bad, 'cause you don't gotta love me
But, you will respect me

Let me tell you one thing
I've been crying in my bedsheets
They call happiness a spreadsheet?
You're the only voice my head speaks
Heart's cold like it's fuckin' iced out
I'm old, feelin' like I'm half out
Itches on my fuckin' arms, ayy
I'ma dog, diggin' to the bone, yeah

Let me tell one thing (Yeah), I've been on a strong thing (Yeah)
I know it is the wrong thing (Whoa), but it's got me on wings
Listen to the cars pass (Yah), I'll give you a recap (Yah)
I'm about to relapse (Whoa), can never fuckin' relax (On God)
Heart strung with sadness (Sad), mind filled with madness (Mad)
Call me a fuckin' basket, wait, did I ask you?
Stay at home don't want the clubs, they make me paranoid, ayy (Yeah)
They just another way to chill with people I avoid, yay (Fuck You)

Let me tell you one thing
I've been crying in my bedsheets
They call happiness a spreadsheet?
You're the only voice my head speaks
Heart's cold like it's fuckin' iced out
I'm old, feelin' like I'm half out
Itches on my fuckin' arms, ayy
I'ma dog, diggin' to the bone, yeah