i try to find myself by doing things i love
but everytime ppl get involved it fucks me up
and i guess id rather be alone
im much better off right here at home
when ppl call me i dont pick up the phone...

every fuckin night i fall apart
i down another drink
yeah, life is hard
i know, i know, i know...

you know that this pain it never goes away
i guess ill just lay in bed
and try again another day

sip this drink and fall asleep..

idk how to make it right
sit here sippin liquor every night
i dont wanna fight...
and i think that i should just give up
grab all my shit, yeah pack it up 
why would anybody ever want
someone so down on their luck

and if you told me that you wanted me
id know thats a lie 
you just want something
you're just like everbody else
i dont need you, go get some help
i dont trust anyone, cant you tell?

just leave me alone and go to hell
i dont wanna talk
go bother someone else..

i dont wanna hear what you have to say...

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down on my luck [+heydium]

I hope this can mean something to someone as these words aren't as truthful to me now

salvage (OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS)

Back†hen - run in the rain (prod. Xenshel)

lyrics:

yeah we talk a lot
but we dont ever really speak
we fuck a lot
but we dont ever really see eachother no (woah)
bad bitch put her hands on my waist
bad bitch put her hands on my face 
bad bitch caught feelings put me in my place

baby im sick of this shit
kiss your nic more than my lips
like evil within
were bleeding i figured us dead
head filled up w dread
i fuck everything up it happens whatever but i cant get over it
no i cannot
no i cannot 
no i cannot

yeah we talk a lot
but we dont ever really speak
we fuck a lot
but we dont ever really see eachother no (woah)
bad bitch put her hands on my waist
bad bitch put her hands on my face 
bad bitch caught feelings put me in my place

i tried to talk to you
am its like like 5 oclock 
never slept so im exhausted 
weed smoke spittin like fire thats car exhaust
thru the leaves thru the trees thru the fire we faught
rolled sleeves dirty feet
we fight a lot (drugged up fucked up)
we fight a lot

yeah we talk a lot
but we dont ever really speak
we fuck a lot
but we dont ever really see eachother no (woah)
bad bitch put her hands on my waist
bad bitch put her hands on my face 
bad bitch caught feelings put me in my place

fiveoclock (tied for silver x flesh)

Engineering by simpdungeon 
Instrumental made by Deadspyro
Written by skullkiid, Lilgrimkillin,Raywulf

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