CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : No
Feel like everything I touch turn to dust
Only a matter a time ‘fore they leave me to rust
Don't even know how to trust anymore
Lose sight when I leave the door
Losing confidence like friends
How do I plan revenge, drowning in thought of sin
Trying not to shame my family, thinking everybody mad at me
How the f**k did I get so low, I don't even know
So I'll pick myself up and write something better
With a personal vendetta but I won't let that sh*t finish me
Hoping somebody copy me
Let's me know I'm respected not neglected
Pick the pen up, f**k innocence
Feeling like a nuisance, prob won't do sh*t
Anything better than to quit
Wrote this while I'm sick, hoping I can get a hit
Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead, one day they want me dead
I just don't wanna let go, my last words probably gon be no
Social anxiety fryin’ me and it’s hard for me
I’m dealing with society, maintaining sobriety
And I don’t even drink, but I’m feeling like I oughta be
It's the only thing that could help me with my talking
Because I am just the guy that remain nameless, I’m sighing deep
I’m flattered whenever people say hi to me
Thinking with my feelings, my cerebellum play hide and seek
Cause people f**k me over like Jerry Heller, they lie to me
So I’m living with no logic, I dun quit my job cause I was scared they gonna fire me
Didn’t have a backup and nobody wanna hire me
“It’s allergies”, I say that when I’m crying on the balcony
Only a matter a time ‘fore they leave me to rust
Don't even know how to trust anymore
Lose sight when I leave the door
Losing confidence like friends
How do I plan revenge, drowning in thought of sin
Trying not to shame my family, thinking everybody mad at me
How the f**k did I get so low, I don't even know
So I'll pick myself up and write something better
With a personal vendetta but I won't let that sh*t finish me
Hoping somebody copy me
Let's me know I'm respected not neglected
Pick the pen up, f**k innocence
Feeling like a nuisance, prob won't do sh*t
Anything better than to quit
Wrote this while I'm sick, hoping I can get a hit
Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead, one day they want me dead
I just don't wanna let go, my last words probably gon be no
Social anxiety fryin’ me and it’s hard for me
I’m dealing with society, maintaining sobriety
And I don’t even drink, but I’m feeling like I oughta be
It's the only thing that could help me with my talking
Because I am just the guy that remain nameless, I’m sighing deep
I’m flattered whenever people say hi to me
Thinking with my feelings, my cerebellum play hide and seek
Cause people f**k me over like Jerry Heller, they lie to me
So I’m living with no logic, I dun quit my job cause I was scared they gonna fire me
Didn’t have a backup and nobody wanna hire me
“It’s allergies”, I say that when I’m crying on the balcony
