Regrets
Lyrics
I'm the type to stay up late wishing for my fate
Thinking bout things that I regret wishing I could forget
Looking through my window, I can see the moon
I get bored so I start working on my tune
What am I doing?
I feel like a buffoon
Thinking about shit that really hurt me
I hate people
They always act like I can't feel
Wish they knew that my depression is real
Doing nothing but crying
I feel like i'm dying
Feel like it's my time to go
Man I hope so
Looking out my window, I love to see the rain
Wish they knew that i'm in pain
Fuck these people
Wish they knew that i'm in pain
Draw a banana on my wrist, I'm boutta play fruit ninja
Put a barcode on my wrist, it took me to oreo's
I don't like to mess with hoes
I hate my friends, they all fake
I just need a real bro
Remember that one fight
Thinkin' bout shit I regret
Just wanna forget
Just wanna forget
Remember getting bullied in high school
They thought they were cool
(You're still in Middle School dumbass)
(Shut the fuck up)
What did I do to deserve this, I hate this depression
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
I hate this depression
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
All my friends are fake (Yeah)
Their names should probably be Jake
Man fuck everybody they are all fake
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
I'm the type to stay up late wishing for my fate
Thinking bout things that I regret wishing I could forget
Looking through my window, I can see the moon
I get bored so I start working on my tune
What am I doing?
I feel like a buffoon
Thinking about shit that really hurt me
I hate people
They always act like I can't feel
Wish they knew that my depression is real
Doing nothing but crying
I feel like i'm dying
Feel like it's my time to go
Man I hope so
Looking out my window, I love to see the rain
Wish they knew that i'm in pain
Fuck these people
Wish they knew that i'm in pain
Draw a banana on my wrist, I'm boutta play fruit ninja
Put a barcode on my wrist, it took me to oreo's
I don't like to mess with hoes
I hate my friends, they all fake
I just need a real bro
Remember that one fight
Thinkin' bout shit I regret
Just wanna forget
Just wanna forget
Remember getting bullied in high school
They thought they were cool
(You're still in Middle School dumbass)
(Shut the fuck up)
What did I do to deserve this, I hate this depression
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
I hate this depression
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
All my friends are fake (Yeah)
Their names should probably be Jake
Man fuck everybody they are all fake
I don't trust nobody so I can't make a confession
Writer(s): Carlos Santos
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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