Lyrics
Man fuck these numbers, do it for my lonely soul
Man fuck these feelings, going numb so I don't pour
Man fuck the dreaming, time to ship it into store
Man fuck the cheering, got myself when I'm alone
I'm thinking hits on hits but never do it where I go?
Hypocrite is what I am, I say a lot it shows
Making comments gone do this and that to fill my hope
But that shit over, turn around scope 180°
Its been a while bitch did you think that I was done?
You thought you downed this but it was me who couldn't run
But now I vow that I only give myself the love
I see the wrong it's myself who doing all this stuff
Man fuck these numbers, do it for my lonely soul
Man fuck these feelings, going numb so I don't pour
Man fuck the dreaming, time to ship it into store
Man fuck the cheering, got myself when I'm alone
Man fuck these numbers, do it for my lonely soul
Man fuck these feelings, going numb so I don't pour
Man fuck the dreaming, time to ship it into store
Man fuck the cheering, got myself when I'm alone
I'm thinking hits on hits but never do it where I go?
Hypocrite is what I am, I say a lot it shows
Making comments gone do this and that to fill my hope
But that shit over, turn around scope 180°