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Melancholy
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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DatYunginG5
Performer
Ross Gossage
Ross Gossage
Performer
Alexander Hu
Alexander Hu
Performer
Wyatt Tatoul
Wyatt Tatoul
Performer
Garren Grant
Garren Grant
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garren Grant
Garren Grant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ross Gossage
Ross Gossage
Producer
Alexander Hu
Alexander Hu
Mixing Engineer
Wyatt Tatoul
Wyatt Tatoul
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I got burn holes in my hoodies I'm skrrtttin I'm in a hurry They judge me just like a jury But I could care less Too many people did me dirty Blank words no I ain't worried Way to faded off these perkies I'll float on with the rest I'll be fine I'm good Melancholy on the interstate I need rehab I don't really wanna live this way I'm bout to relapse Pop a pill and roll another eighth But I'll be fine I'll be fine I'm good Ohhhh Crazy how you switching sides Faded off perscriptions only time I feel alive Sleeping round with someone new But it's never feeling right I've been lost up in the hills Too many parties late at night I don't Care What you think bout me I smoke Get high Just to find my peace I know I gave you no other choice but leave I hope These memories stop haunting my Dreams Demons round me Think I need a priest Takin' medications Only time I get relief Yah yah I got burn holes in my hoodies I'm skrrtttin I'm in a hurry They judge me just like a jury But I could care less Too many people did me dirty Blank words no I ain't worried Way to faded off these perkies I'll float on with the rest I'll be fine I'm good Melancholy on the interstate I need rehab I don't really wanna live this way I'm bout to relapse Pop a pill and roll another eighth But I'll be fine I'll be fine I'm good Demons in my head whoaohhhh Paint the city red whoahhh Geeked up out my mind baby I can't stop it no Nothings feeling right Dig my grave it's time go I be tweaked up Always staring at some lights No I don't sleep none I've Been up a couple days I need to eat sum People always want some love No I don't need none No I don't need none Collapse my lungs Fill em up with em smoke All these sad songs They coming to a close Nothings ever changed Still got ashes on my clothes Ashes on my clothes I got burn holes in my hoodies I'm skrrtttin I'm in a hurry They judge me just like a jury But I could care less Too many people did me dirty Blank words no I ain't worried Way to faded off these perkies I'll float on with the rest I'll be fine I'm good Melancholy on the interstate I need rehab I don't really wanna live this way I'm bout to relapse Pop a pill and roll another eighth But I'll be fine I'll be fine I'm good
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