your face Lyrics

I be fucked up by myself

In my room, off the blow

I can't feel my face

And I'm moving kind of slow

I tell myself I ain't a junkie

I'm just feeling low

Always feeling low

Cause she won't hit my phone

If she ain't hit it now

Then I know she never won't

Did she ever really love me?

All that I can do is hope

Just the way it goes

I know that just the way it go

I know I'll never see her face smiling at my show

I know we long done, we ain't pick the same road

I wonder what she thinking bout

I wonder if she busy

Do she know I'm chasing clout?

Do she really miss me?

I wanna clock out

Of this life, it just misery

I wanna drop out

From the school, of the living

Take another shot or three

I'm tryna kill my kidney

Everybody listening

But nobody listening

Everybody listening

But nobody

Why you lying

Why you lying on my name

I'm just dying

I'm just dying to see your face

I don't buy it

I don't buy the things you say

I won't fight it

I'll just let you fade away

Sick of trying

I just give and you just take

Last night I died in

My dream, it's commonplace

Leave me crying

With these feelings I can't shake

Leave me dying

Dying just to see your

Why you lying

Why you lying on my name

I'm just dying

I'm just dying to see your face

I don't buy it

I don't buy the things you say

I won't fight it

I'll just let you fade away

Sick of trying

I just give and you just take

Last night I died in

My dream, it's commonplace

Leave me crying

With these feelings I can't shake

Leave me dying

Dying just to see your face

I be fucked

Fucked up

I be fucked up

I be fucked up by myself

In my room, off the blow

Off the blow

I can't feel my face

I can't feel my face

And I'm moving kind of slow

Tell myself I ain't a junkie

Yeah

I'm just feeling

I'm just feeling low

Tell myself I ain't a junkie

I'm just feeling

I'm just feeling

I'm just feeling low

I like to live in

I like to live in fantasy

I'll never give in

I won't live in reality

I be fucked up by myself

In my room, off the blow

I can't feel my face

And I'm moving kind of slow

I tell myself I ain't a junkie

I'm just feeling low

Always feeling low

Cause she won't hit my phone

If she ain't hit it now

Then I know she never won't

Did she ever really love me?

All that I can do is hope

Just the way it goes

I know that just the way it go

I know I'll never see her face smiling at my show

I know we long done, we ain't pick the same road

I wonder what she thinking bout

I wonder if she busy

Why you lying

Why you lying on my name

I'm just dying

I'm just dying to see your face

I don't buy it

I don't buy the things you say

I won't fight it

I'll just let you fade away