Horrid Lyrics

If you had a second in my shoes you'd say its horrid

I feel like my time is coming, I might need a florist

Speeding from my demons in my Mazda I floor it

All alone, smoking zaza in big portions

Dead man walking and his pocket full of corpses

Feel like I'm going to hell and all the people here support it

See my downfall, they take they phones out, record it

That ain't real love, only love my performance

That don't mean nothing to me

Because I'm running low, I don't got no IV

Am I coming back? I don't know, unlikely

Had enough of that, I'm gone, no IP

Then you act sad, crawl back, yeah, I see

Right when them pockets up? yeah, that's good timing

Sorry I don't give a fuck, now my heart icy

Go ahead, tell the world they should never like me

And my soul pricey, I mean so pricey, I'm still on my knees

I be wishing shit was different every breath I breathe

If you wanna live my life then have it, by all means

In reality I know it's few that's on my team

I know that's the sad truth, fuck it, I won't breathe

I just po' another drink until I talk slowly

Fuck it, I won't pop this, I don't wanna OD

If you had a second in my shoes you'd say its horrid

I feel like my time is coming, I might need a florist

Speeding from my demons in my Mazda I floor it

All alone, smoking zaza in big portions

Dead man walking and his pocket full of corpses

Feel like I'm going to hell and all the people here support it

See my downfall, they take they phones out, record it

That ain't real love, only love my performance

You can try to keep playin' with me, I'll ignore it

Try to break me, sign off, I'll endorse it

Once I had a good heart but that was before it

Turned to this, but I guess it's important

To numb myself and don't trust all the sources

And watch my step, don't wanna fuck up my forces

I'ma bring hell, you gon' need reinforcements

To watch a burnout make his way on the Forbes list

Still think it's a shame, could've met halfway but you had bad taste

It ain't my fault that it ended in a bad way

Don't pick up your call, all you wanna do is add weight

Alone when I walk down on the wrong pathway

Can't put it out, livin' life without ashtrays

Get your name out my mouth unless you got all your facts straight

I don't ever get rest, too much, no tax break, yeah

If you had a second in my shoes you'd say its horrid

I feel like my time is coming, I might need a florist

Speeding from my demons in my Mazda I floor it

All alone, smoking zaza in big portions

Dead man walking and his pocket full of corpses

Feel like I'm going to hell and all the people here support it

See my downfall, they take they phones out, record it

That ain't real love, only love my performance

Wild that it's like that but that's how it is

Try to call them out, they gon' wanna act childish

Speakin' highly of myself, they gon' say I'm wilding

I don't really need to know what you think about it

Laugh to the bank, walk away smiling

Taking bags to the face until I see my eyelids

I'm attached to the way that I grieve my sins

I know that it's twisted I live like this

Sometimes life really be a bitch I guess

Maybe it's my fault, I'm too in my head

I'm the only one to blame, it's all on my end

It ain't nothing quite as beautiful as you my friend

That been what I'm try to tell myself but I don't ever listen

Search and rescue, think his mind went missing

When I have a minute, asking god for forgiveness

Guess that he ain't bringing everything on my wishlist

If you had a second in my shoes you'd say its horrid

I feel like my time is coming, I might need a florist

Speeding from my demons in my Mazda I floor it

All alone, smoking zaza in big portions

Dead man walking and his pocket full of corpses

Feel like I'm going to hell and all the people here support it

See my downfall, they take they phones out, record it

That ain't real love, only love my performance