DT Lyrics

It's what I do in my

Downtime

Sometimes I get high

Wasted away, thoughts down the drain

Can't cope, ego suicide

Just close your eyes and we'll be

Vibing out here, kickin in Paris

I swear I'm bad at goodbyes

Don't think that you're even caring

I'm out here living my life

But you still live with your parents

I fucking hate when we fight

I said I'm leaving I swear it

The thing that you're hating or not hating

You haven't quite figured out that

Self hate is just another form of fixation

On the self

Sometimes it gets hard to understand the struggle

Be humble

Never starved, but I was raised in a bubble

Christianity kinda fucked up my sanity

Brainwashed like late nights

Trippin out to Duncan Trussell

Close my eyes my mind gets cloudy

Thoughts scream loudly

Never make it with my insecurity

My purity is taking its time

Barely alive, hands on your neck

Grabbing on your inner thigh

Stuck in a city I don't know and

Fucked up so high I been floating

Need glasses for my new third eye

Vision blurred, vocals slurred

Time I spent doing in my

Downtime

Sometimes I get high

Wasted away, thoughts down the drain

Can't cope, ego suicide

Downtime

Sometimes I get high

Wasted away, thoughts down the drain

Can't cope, ego suicide

You get into the question

If you're going to hate yourself

You have to know yourself

That's the paradox of the damn thing

Like what is it that you hate?

What is the thing that you loathe?

It's what I do in my

Downtime

Sometimes I get high

Wasted away, thoughts down the drain

Can't cope, ego suicide

Downtime

Sometimes I get high

Wasted away, thoughts down the drain

Can't cope, ego suicide