When I'm writing this verse
I'd rather be dead than hurt
I'm only read, never heard
But I've been working on myself
'Cause time after time
I've been set up and let down
Without all the perks
Oh so funny how love works
Always by myself
Tryna get myself some help
Taking band aids off the shelf
But they were all out of stock
Runnin' with my head cut off
And I kind of like the feeling of it
Voices in my head
Tryna tell me love is dead
Demons on the rise
They surround me at the bed
Never fell for a bbbb
But I scrape my knees
Prayin' way too much on this cold concrete
Flurries dancing on the asphalt
Headlights on the dance hall
Why you got to add salt
Tears fall it's your dd Fault
Streaking down my face I'm racing
Past little stars of David
There's no saving your disgrace when your raging
Mistaking over and over and you're vacant
N.Y.E. everything was make believe
Two days later hit me up tell we done
Talked about it I understand
Not your fault, that's just the plan
See the tears down your face
Crushin' you and your soul
Crushin' me myself I head home
Need to heal wounds fresh
FF 2020 don't want the rest
Don't want me to wait
Still remember our fist date
Bowling pins fell me and you under a spell
Yeah me and you was under a spell
Everyone could tell
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Performed By: Swan Dive
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Caleb Lanier, Isaac Harding, Sam Daybell, Tyge Jorgensen
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English
When I'm writing this verse
I'd rather be dead than hurt
I'm only read, never heard
But I've been working on myself
'Cause time after time
I've been set up and let down
Without all the perks
Oh so funny how love works
Always by myself
Tryna get myself some help
Taking band aids off the shelf
But they were all out of stock
Runnin' with my head cut off
And I kind of like the feeling of it
Voices in my head
Tryna tell me love is dead
Demons on the rise
They surround me at the bed
Never fell for a bbbb
But I scrape my knees
Prayin' way too much on this cold concrete
Flurries dancing on the asphalt
Headlights on the dance hall
Why you got to add salt
Tears fall it's your dd Fault
Streaking down my face I'm racing
Past little stars of David
There's no saving your disgrace when your raging
Mistaking over and over and you're vacant
N.Y.E. everything was make believe
Two days later hit me up tell we done
Talked about it I understand
Not your fault, that's just the plan
See the tears down your face
Crushin' you and your soul
Crushin' me myself I head home
Need to heal wounds fresh
FF 2020 don't want the rest
Don't want me to wait
Still remember our fist date
Bowling pins fell me and you under a spell
Yeah me and you was under a spell
Everyone could tell
I'd rather be dead than hurt
I'm only read, never heard
But I've been working on myself
'Cause time after time
I've been set up and let down
Without all the perks
Oh so funny how love works
Always by myself
Tryna get myself some help
Taking band aids off the shelf
But they were all out of stock
Runnin' with my head cut off
And I kind of like the feeling of it
Voices in my head
Tryna tell me love is dead
Demons on the rise
They surround me at the bed
Never fell for a bbbb
But I scrape my knees
Prayin' way too much on this cold concrete
Flurries dancing on the asphalt
Headlights on the dance hall
Why you got to add salt
Tears fall it's your dd Fault
Streaking down my face I'm racing
Past little stars of David
There's no saving your disgrace when your raging
Mistaking over and over and you're vacant
N.Y.E. everything was make believe
Two days later hit me up tell we done
Talked about it I understand
Not your fault, that's just the plan
See the tears down your face
Crushin' you and your soul
Crushin' me myself I head home
Need to heal wounds fresh
FF 2020 don't want the rest
Don't want me to wait
Still remember our fist date
Bowling pins fell me and you under a spell
Yeah me and you was under a spell
Everyone could tell
Writer: Caleb Lanier, Isaac Harding, Sam Daybell, Tyge Jorgensen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid