aTTRiTioN ft. Zetø Lyrics

Awesome

Blossoms

Competition

Daunting

Awning

Group attrition

Breeding grief

Seething teeth

Meeting scenes that's

Fearing breathe

You are dead so I survived longer than you

Got you in my feel-ngs un- til I turn blue

Was it mismanagement that turned into a cruel

Work environment treating peo-ple like tools

Too cool

We ruled

With gaming fools

All school

It drooled

Adults were the mules

Relationships were the muse

Overwhelming feelings were cruel

Common interest was fuel

Sleepovers

Were the mode

Secrets were told

Friendship unfolds

Blankets for cold

On the floor with a roll

Midwest living was old

All in the basement

We had the basics

Of depressing nations

Altercations

One of them was fornication

We could never place acacia

You never know good you have it

Until it is gone

Father figures were the management

Told me to be strong

But all Along

I could've called

Set off by a fall

Now I just sit at my desk

And wonder where the time went

Life used to a beautiful mess

But I'm thinking of death