dog days
what am i suppose to do i yell at my reflection
Seems my enemy inside my head the cause of my depression
And it's haunting me i say my peace in audio expressions
i measure every single word but never send the message
Please give me a break
please give me a break,
you're photoshopped fake,
revenge on my plate,
You aint gotta ask how it taste,
what a waste,
build it up to watch it break,
Throw my phone into the lake,
cigarette stuck to the face,
I'm like, boy you better pipe up,
when i hit the town city girl you know i act up,
when i hit the ground dust my shoulders then get back up,
Smoking on a pound and it stank thats that pack yeah,
And nothings changed, same phone number you can call me whenever
Its just, i've got an illness and fear i may never get better,
It seems, im all outta luck but habits die hard so i'm not even bothered
Still wear, that withered sweater to weather the weather so im down for whatever,
And i say,
what am i suppose to do i yell at my reflection
Seems my enemy inside my head the cause of my depression
And it's haunting me i say my peace in audio expressions
i measure every single word but never send the message
Please give me a break
