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She tryna throw a party and get drunk and get high
The traffic start to look beautiful when you're cross-eyed
This sure beats the cubicle, she stuck in 9 to 5
She told me "Prep the funeral" 'cause tonight she tryna die
So I match that
She 25 and tryna' ask me for my Snapchat
That's a foul, that's a sign, that's a red flag
I can't understand the words so I mute them inside my head
She said when you're this f**ked, the gutter is like a warm bed
If I go insane while I'm far away
Will you pray for me so I can numb the pain?
I'm sick of all the substance taking control of me
I feel invisible in here, I am liability

I feel build up of stress, I wanna blow it off
Don't message me, I'm drunk, I'll speak my worst thoughts
Poison in my heart, I need the antidote
I read back all the texts you wish you hadn't wrote
But it's okay, I promise I had took them in the best way
But I issue mayday now
The highway had left me and made my brains come out
We're fighting change and I might tap out
I do not wanna party, I did not wanna scare you
But I could see my heart beat
And I could count the arteries that pump along my body
I'm crazy like it's a hobby
I'm thankful that you love me
Because I'on got too much to guard me
If we hide from the storm, we'll be just fine
I lost plenty in this flood but it's alright
I keep waking up in fear of what I can't fight
But I guess I'll have to face this some time later on
We all talk a lot for never trying hard
The lucky limbs of safety aren't a battle scar on you
And still I stomach orders when she tells me what to do
Even on the best days, you look so blue

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