prod me ofc

i get caught up in the past tense all the time
and i, get stuck in a web of lies
i, dont have any tears thats left to cry
and i, wish the best for me myself and i

tired of hoping for love i got selfish
bad luck messes me up like all of the time
i get tired of crying tired of fighting
im still dumb enough to try

i dont wanna be stuck and left helpless
tired of falling victim being careless
i thought what we had was so divine
but you never cared, you crossed the line

love is a dangerous feeling we all know the thrill of it
but the consequences of actions come and kill me

fake friends fake bitches tryna get ahold of me
i can see right thru the smoke and mirrors, get ahead of me
i just wish for some peace in my life for once
always swallowed my pride, never had my fun

and im thinking
is there another way to help it
think i lost it
only one thing left and it’s obvious

forever, and always

tsuyunoshi