produced by me

lyrics:
can’t accept that you’ll never change
‘cause all your texts have faded
you make this feel so estrange
you make me feel so jaded
you and i are not the same
i’ll slowly kill our flame
but i won’t be the one to blame
‘cause

my blood is dripping down from your lip
ain’t got a lot to give
amongst the edge, i’m scared i’ll slip
across my skin she pressed a shiv
but, i’m just a fragile minded kid
she told me get a grip
don’t blame me for the shit you did
when he’s got you by his hip

it’s been two weeks since i crossed your mind
but now you’re dead to me
deep into your lies i’ll find
that we're just enemies
you do it for the social life
all the guys and likes
i’ll build up till the time is right

blame

pneuma