Lyrics
Sitting in this comfort inn, man workings got me fucked up
Slow down
Swear to god I'm 'bout to lose my mind and hit the
Road now
Work and go to sleep, wake up, repeat, that's how it
Goes now
8 p.m. or something, I don't know
This town's a joke
Got some cantaloupes and natural calm, I think I'll be alright
I'll write a section for my blessings
What I got and what I don't
Should probably lay down close my eyes around 11, probably won't
'Cause I stress too much
Like I'm obsessed with it
I swear anxiety's my bitch
And I'ma undress it
Or maybe address it
Fuck it I talk about too much
Summer went by way too quick
2 days turned into 2 months
It's hot as fuck in September
Pounding in my left temple
'Cause this bed sucks
I would probably give my left nut
To be stress free, on an island in the sea
On a jet ski, with a breeze flowing through my teeth
On a beach, sipping tea under the trees
Sometimes I think about what if
And I forget about what isn't
I swear it's like I'm locked inside my mind, in a prison
I'ma shine I don't give a shit
I'll just learn to deal with it
This room is cold and dark, and man I really just ain't feeling it
But Call of Duty helps me pass the time until I get back
If you tryna 1v1 you prolly' need to sit back
Who I used to be, carefree, man I miss that
Shoutout to my past, current me here's a diss track
Fuck your stupid panic disorder you hypochondriac
Life is too short to be missing out, I used to smoke and laugh
After work sitting in my car 'til the sunlight
Rolling up then hit the Xbox feeling alright
Yeah, shoot for the stars, right?
How can I reach 'em when gravity just hits me broadside?
Fuck it, I'm diving into the summit
Maybe I'll make it through and say "It wasn't so bad, was it?"
So I thought about a hook but I said fuck it, I'ma write it out
Good job, good friends, tell me what's to cry about?
Copenhagen on my mind I guess I'm 'bout to give in
That shit been with me every single lyric that I've written
I guess, it's a part of me
Yes, it's a problem
It's a battle with some demons, man, I wonder how I got 'em
I've been, at the bottom
I've been, full throttle
Need to slow it down a little bit
Ferrari to Miata
This, office that I'm sitting in, a home away from home
No, I in team, but I would rather sit alone
And daydream of what happens when you up and leave your castle
To another country but I wonder, is it worth the hassle?
It wasn't, maybe it was, yeah I don't know exactly
I was searching for some artificial things to make me happy
But I'm glad I did it
I found peace for a minute
I been feeling empty, yeah
But fuck it I'ma keep living
Writer(s): Daniel Hill
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