This is a song I wrote at one of my lowest points.
I hope it can bring you comfort🫀

holding on

I miss how things used to be 
prod by @skrittzy

(Verse 1)
Backseat conversations
Burning intentions
Everything around me is changing 
Broken heart left me wasted 


Tongue teeth numbed in my mouth
Young teen drugged and slouched out
Going to fast past 50 need to swerve and slow down
missing how things used to be 
90s nick on my tv shit was like nostalgia

(Hook)
Where did my life go ?
Where did my life go? 
Drinking alcohol
Til’ my body hits the floor

(Verse 2 )
Watching classic movies on VHS
Her body her face laying on my chest
Finally living out the step
But my heart always be with my friends
Can’t remember any other names so I label them x
Now realize realize 
That I’m no longer letting my guard down
Making all of them fucking regret
I got caught up in more than lies
Sweaty sex and cigarette sighs
Now I gotta think more than twice
She’s a bad girl bad girl bad girl
Emo boy from the Eastside
Got an old Toyota on my porch
Need to keep moving forward 
never backwards backwards backwards

(Outro)
Will you still love me even if I’m fucked up?

holding on

Xeno Vuitton

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