F*cking up my past
No, I can't ever seem to find the way
Let it go
Then maybe I would be someone
I'd want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
I've been patient
Moving states
And still I'm tryna find my way
Nights are cold
The days are warm
Yet I'm not where I want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
Shopping, shopping like
That's all that we ever do
I'm putting up with your wickedness
For the illusion of feeling
This close to you
And I'm popular, I'm popular
And that don't mean shit to you
I'm writing these letters
And you writing back and yet
I'm not getting much from you
My last two deals
I gave em both to you
I do not know what I'm supposed to do
Your heart got some spikes
And its poking through
And these last two years
They were given to both of you
Now a couple months later
I'm stuck in this v.i.p section
Just searching for hopeful truth
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F*cking up my past
No, I can't ever seem to find the way
Let it go
Then maybe I would be someone
I'd want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
I've been patient
Moving states
And still I'm tryna find my way
Nights are cold
The days are warm
Yet I'm not where I want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
Shopping, shopping like
That's all that we ever do
I'm putting up with your wickedness
For the illusion of feeling
This close to you
And I'm popular, I'm popular
And that don't mean shit to you
I'm writing these letters
And you writing back and yet
I'm not getting much from you
My last two deals
I gave em both to you
I do not know what I'm supposed to do
Your heart got some spikes
And its poking through
And these last two years
They were given to both of you
Now a couple months later
I'm stuck in this v.i.p section
Just searching for hopeful truth
No, I can't ever seem to find the way
Let it go
Then maybe I would be someone
I'd want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
I've been patient
Moving states
And still I'm tryna find my way
Nights are cold
The days are warm
Yet I'm not where I want to be
I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to say
Point me out to the truth
F*ck it, I'll find a way
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
If it's the last thing that I do
Shopping, shopping like
That's all that we ever do
I'm putting up with your wickedness
For the illusion of feeling
This close to you
And I'm popular, I'm popular
And that don't mean shit to you
I'm writing these letters
And you writing back and yet
I'm not getting much from you
My last two deals
I gave em both to you
I do not know what I'm supposed to do
Your heart got some spikes
And its poking through
And these last two years
They were given to both of you
Now a couple months later
I'm stuck in this v.i.p section
Just searching for hopeful truth
Writer: Chandler Rogers, Eros Espinoza
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