hair out

Yeah, just about to shove my head in a bin Wait, what? I don't wanna ask you twice I'm already on my knees, oh Living in a paradigm Reality is a no-show No-show, yeah Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure To the pressure, oh I don't ever wanna think twice Thoughts already giving me a hard time Where the hell is paradise? Only in the back of my eyes And underneath all my Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the prеssure To the pressurе, oh You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out What's the point? It just sold out I fucking sold out so hard STAT have sold out MILF Atlantic, haha Am I fucking up my life? I'm just tryna make improvements Slowly giving up the fight But I gotta cover the bruise (That I get from all the) Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure To the pressure, oh You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out Hair out, hair out Have I fucked up my life? I just keep pulling my hair out Nah, I think I fucked the lyrics You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now, dead now "Fake shit, figure it out," ha Make me, see you around You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out Hair out, hair out, ay Hair out, hair out, yeah Tearing my hair out You got me tearing all my hair out, hair out, yeah I can already hear people hating the song Ugh, scrap it, start again