Introvert
Lyrics
Hey get a little closer ima tell you something secret
Growing up I was a fucking reject
And my home was filled with fucking hate so now love seems fake
I Kept telling myself that It all be okay someday it's still not
Surrounded by violence at a young age can cause damage
That you keep hoping won't be permanent
Drinking and smoking and fucking trying to make it all go away
Slipknot blasting while I'm overdosing drowning
In all of the pills that the doctor's prescribing
What's wrong what's wrong what's wrong With me with me
Goth boy fucked is life up shawty burns her cigarette on my skin
Cuz she knows I don't give a fuck
Stayed inside for a year been avoiding the sun
Still had a couple of hoes over at night time just to have some fun
Introvert so I've been making Benz behind the screen of a laptop
I Can't even recall writing any of my songs I was too fucked up
Too fucked up Too far gone can't move on
Got the feeling Something about to go terribly wrong
What's wrong what's wrong what's wrong with me can't you see
I haven't smile since the day of my birth don't ask me why
Gun to the mouth talked my shit now I'm out
Teeth broke from the 44 animal cannibal
Gun to your head talked your shit now your dead
Broken teeth all over the floor it's your funeral
Gun to the mouth talked my shit now I'm out
Teeth broke from the 44 animal cannibal
Gun to your head talked your shit now your dead
Broken teeth all over the floor it's your funeral
No I won't let it control me these suicidal thoughts
Ruining through my fucking head everyday
It's the same fight but I can't let it win
Hey get a little closer ima tell you something secret
Growing up I was a fucking reject
And my home was filled with fucking hate so now love seems fake
I Kept telling myself that It all be okay someday it's still not
Surrounded by violence at a young age can cause damage
That you keep hoping won't be permanent
Drinking and smoking and fucking trying to make it all go away
Slipknot blasting while I'm overdosing drowning
In all of the pills that the doctor's prescribing
What's wrong what's wrong what's wrong With me with me
Goth boy fucked is life up shawty burns her cigarette on my skin
Cuz she knows I don't give a fuck
Stayed inside for a year been avoiding the sun
Still had a couple of hoes over at night time just to have some fun
Introvert so I've been making Benz behind the screen of a laptop
I Can't even recall writing any of my songs I was too fucked up
Too fucked up Too far gone can't move on
Got the feeling Something about to go terribly wrong
What's wrong what's wrong what's wrong with me can't you see
I haven't smile since the day of my birth don't ask me why
Gun to the mouth talked my shit now I'm out
Teeth broke from the 44 animal cannibal
Gun to your head talked your shit now your dead
Broken teeth all over the floor it's your funeral
Gun to the mouth talked my shit now I'm out
Teeth broke from the 44 animal cannibal
Gun to your head talked your shit now your dead
Broken teeth all over the floor it's your funeral
No I won't let it control me these suicidal thoughts
Ruining through my fucking head everyday
It's the same fight but I can't let it win
Writer(s): Nicolas Tremblay
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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