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Performed By: Reverie
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Marvin M




Reverie - Actually Lyrics
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Crashed my car
I'm f*cking up bad
Trashed my room
I'm looking for a stash
Left my pills in my bros house
He prob took em all n died from that
Maybe he-
Oh never mind ima leave it with that
Actually I wished that I spoke out
I might die in a whore house
I cant stop thinking bout
You
So I wish I did that shi' back in 2019
Or was it 2020
I ain't getting in detail but you might know
Maybe the text dont send
And if this text don't send then I ain't make amends
I break don't bend, I hate my face
This mirror hate me, we will meet in the end
I self reflect
No self respect
I sell myself
And expect my check
F*ck this song cause I feel like a mess
I might rip this shit right out my chest
And this second verse I write might make no sense
But I promise you now its in my head
So tell me boo
Cause I ain't really lie I say the truth
I say the truth
Actually I hate you too
Cause I hate myself
And I hate this pain
The man in the mirror hates me too
This man in my room might save me tho
Actually this flag I wave ain't for you dawg
This flag I wave is for myself
Cut myself, I cut myself, I-I-
I learned to keep my head down when this shi dont work
And when I feel like nun, I searched for gold.
I act so bold
A bitch like you gotta bite when she is told.
F*ck dat shit, jan 12 even zodiacs say I'm the goat.
I never learned how to cope.
Blood on my hands I can't wash this shit with no soap.
I say that shit so much
Cause damn I'm paranoid
I hate my voice
I hate this noise
I love these sins, but I wanna be blessed
Naw not like that
Thats Allah putting me through a test
Temptation
Running out of patience
Running out of time, running out the station
Running out of lines and my feet cant keep pacing
Actually my soul is all sore from the beating that its taking
Actually my goal for the end was love and be vacant
I will drop this song it don't matter what the stakes is
Told them f*ck da underground I was leaving the basement
You can see it in my blank face-faces
Actually it's a facelift
Actually it's me being honest
Me keeping da promise
It's me saying f*ck the whole project
Do I look like an object?
Do I look like I'm a puppet?
Yes I do and i hope that there isn't an option
And I hope that you see me
Hope that you miss me
Hope that you die for me
Actually I hope you was history
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
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Crashed my car
I'm f*cking up bad
Trashed my room
I'm looking for a stash
Left my pills in my bros house
He prob took em all n died from that
Maybe he-
Oh never mind ima leave it with that
Actually I wished that I spoke out
I might die in a whore house
I cant stop thinking bout
You
So I wish I did that shi' back in 2019
Or was it 2020
I ain't getting in detail but you might know
Maybe the text dont send
And if this text don't send then I ain't make amends
I break don't bend, I hate my face
This mirror hate me, we will meet in the end
I self reflect
No self respect
I sell myself
And expect my check
F*ck this song cause I feel like a mess
I might rip this shit right out my chest
And this second verse I write might make no sense
But I promise you now its in my head
So tell me boo
Cause I ain't really lie I say the truth
I say the truth
Actually I hate you too
Cause I hate myself
And I hate this pain
The man in the mirror hates me too
This man in my room might save me tho
Actually this flag I wave ain't for you dawg
This flag I wave is for myself
Cut myself, I cut myself, I-I-
I learned to keep my head down when this shi dont work
And when I feel like nun, I searched for gold.
I act so bold
A bitch like you gotta bite when she is told.
F*ck dat shit, jan 12 even zodiacs say I'm the goat.
I never learned how to cope.
Blood on my hands I can't wash this shit with no soap.
I say that shit so much
Cause damn I'm paranoid
I hate my voice
I hate this noise
I love these sins, but I wanna be blessed
Naw not like that
Thats Allah putting me through a test
Temptation
Running out of patience
Running out of time, running out the station
Running out of lines and my feet cant keep pacing
Actually my soul is all sore from the beating that its taking
Actually my goal for the end was love and be vacant
I will drop this song it don't matter what the stakes is
Told them f*ck da underground I was leaving the basement
You can see it in my blank face-faces
Actually it's a facelift
Actually it's me being honest
Me keeping da promise
It's me saying f*ck the whole project
Do I look like an object?
Do I look like I'm a puppet?
Yes I do and i hope that there isn't an option
And I hope that you see me
Hope that you miss me
Hope that you die for me
Actually I hope you was history
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
Clear it all
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Writer: Marvin M
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