Dear Diary ft. Yourbeautifulruin Lyrics

Learned a couple chords on piano, so I could heal more, differently

What is there to say, what do I know? How do I know what’s meant for me?

Wait, how did I end up here?

I said nothing but the top from here last year

Now i’m sitting bottom of the barrel

Barely classified an adult

I’m the horse without the saddle

Someone’s gotta get me out of here

Yelling out Dear Diary

Oh what an irony, How can I be less insincere?

Yelling out Dear Diary

Feed me a line right now wanna look like I got no fear

Its so cold in this furnace

London bridge is burning

To whom it may concern, I’m so alone

I’ve been living in my friends mums basement tryna get by

Tryna get high

Its so cold in this furnace

London bridge is burning

To whom it may concern, I’m so alone

I wake up just to go back to sleep

Days since I showered, 7 meals in a week

Can’t afford a penny for the thoughts that I think

Everything and anything’s a glass I never drink

Dear Diary

I wonder if ill find the love i rap about

Cause every symptom of commitments gets backing out

Can we please slow down

This ain’t a proposal

Yeah I know you love me but I ain’t the one to hold down

Dear Diary

I wonder if they like me cause I'm blowing up

Or maybe its because I look so damn androgynous

They/them/this/that

You’re so different

I ain’t really into girls but ill make an exception, for you

See this is what they do

but i ain’t fall for that shit since when i was way back in school

I’m just saying like straight girls don’t give head anyways

And I’m grown like fuck baby who you tryna play

No ma’am no misses I’m a man now boy

All hits, no misses, in my bag now boy

You ain’t love me to begin with

You’re a fan now boy

What’s the mission

In ignition what you sayin my boy

Gonna rearrange the world up in my hand now boy

But before we get to cooking, grease the pan my boy

And if the oil dun pop stan ya ground my boy

I know they wanna see you flop thats not the plan my boy

Yelling out Dear Diary

Oh what an irony, How can I be less insincere?

Yelling out Dear Diary

Feed me a line right now wanna feel like I got no fear

Yelling out Dear Diary

Its so cold in this furnace

London bridge keeps burning

To whom it may concern, I’m so alone

I’ve been living in my friends mums basement tryna get by

Tryna get high

Its so cold in this furnace

London bridge keeps burning

To whom it may concern, I’m so alone

Its the Rapscallion, Capricorn stellium

Little bit in loving with myself

Repress all my emotion keep it stack on top of shelf

Still gotta use astrology to try and figure out myself

It feels like every line i write is hanging in the balance

I bleed on every single page and monetize my talents

It is the ballad of the brave

I feel socially estranged

While my friends are doing college I might write a hook today

And it counts man I’m putting all the work in

Breaks through the day because i do deserve it

Man im pretty close even though nobody is perfect

Wanna be famous

Even though ill hate it

Make straight hits like I’m prince in the 80’s

Wanna be shameless

Beautifully jaded

Wanna get the scuffs off my nike air trainers

Everybody’s rooting for me, so anticipated

Will or won’t I make it?

Whats it mean to make it?

Mum said i should fake it until I do

And that’s exactly what I’m gonna do

We have come too far to go home

Even when your heart feels so low

We have come too far to go home

Its so cold in this furnace