April 2nd Lyrics

Look

I'll keep it a hundred

Not someone to be fucked with

Not someone you're just done with and

Not someone to have brunch with

I mean

He's the one to have brunch with

He's the one to throw ass with

He's the one to talk shit with

Only a kid grow into a goat

Cry me a river? Couldn't fill up a moat

Cold hearted with the heated floors

Since you departed life's an open door

Open book but I'll fill it with quotes

The way that I write

The way that I write

You'd think there's three of me in a trench coat

Yeah

I don't know how to feel

Stuck in a place that's not ideal

Emotionally blocked but I'm spinning the wheel

Please just tell me this isn't real

Like

Seeing red when I see your teal

Don't tell me how I should feel

The soles of my forces are worn and the leather is torn

Grew up in the streets give me a blackboard and some chalk

I'll draw a map of the city every street that I've walked

How can you run this shit if you only do the talk not walk the walk?

Kicked to the curb I was thrown on the floor

Tales of trauma hidden behind close doors

Born into a house with my parents at war

Grew up in a house dad won't call anymore

Living room filled with death and prayers

Only a child when I was kicked down the stairs

How can I love when my hearts in despair

Hating myself and pulling out my hair

Rain fell when I took my knife

Called my best friend and my day-one wife

Blood in the shower attempt on my life

Been drowning since I took my knife

Bloodied shirt and a scarred up wrist

Seeing tomorrow isn't on my list

Liquor in my veins and it's forming a cyst

Anxiety's a high I just can't resist

Yeah

I don't know how to feel

Stuck in a place that's not ideal

Emotionally blocked but I'm spinning the wheel

Please just tell me this isn't real

Like

Seeing red when I see your teal

Don't tell me how I should feel

Hope for the best but expecting the worst

Seen loved ones drive away in a herse

Bars unscripted can't be rehearsed

Seen hell with my eyes tomorrow can't be worse

Dark surrounds you in search of the light

I'll do what it costs but ill do what's right

Gave too much to give up my rights

Don't be tweaking never back out of a fight

Eyes open to the ones who shut out

Tall Poppy Season it's hard to make it out

Ego bright but hidden by a shadow

Bull with horns holding on with a lasso

Open up the door see what's in store

Alcohol on the shelf but more on the floor

Follow the pills and it leads to gore

still asking if I should be here anymore

Yeah

I don't know how to feel

Stuck in a place that's not ideal

Emotionally blocked but I'm spinning the wheel

Please just tell me this isn't real

Like

Seeing red when I see your teal

Don't tell me how I should feel