For you I'll work my bones to dust
I can't swim but for you I will kick my legs if I must
Watching Drake videos on my lunch break at work trying to cry
I'm choking, I'm choking, I'm choking
I'm not joking, Bitch!
I'm choking on my soul, what's the goal? What's the endgame?
What's your name?
Just Breathe, and spread your palms like sunshine rays
And I can't make a call, I can't do anything at all
I can't leave the house, but there's no food for lunch
And my feet are so cold, and this song seems bold
Remember when I used to just drink until I felt better?