Lost Child

Scrim

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    (How much you expect me to take? Yeah)
    (Give a fuck what's at stake, fuck)
    (I don't want none of it, no)
    (I'm just so numb to it, yeah)

    Re-up on my death wish, yeah (on my death wish)
    Back to my habits, yeah (to my habits)
    Can you reach out to me? Yeah (can you reach out to me?)
    Lost all my reasoning, problems keep deepening
    I'm coming unhinged, yeah
    Neck broke from my own lynch
    Bled out from a cut wrist
    Heart broke from a dumb bitch
    Life just straight shit

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    How much you expect me to take? Yeah
    Give a fuck what's at stake, fuck
    I don't want none of it, no, no
    I'm just so numb to it, yeah, yeah

    I been getting high and I can't stop (can't stop)
    Lost count of the pills that I popped
    Lost count of my friends that done dropped, ayy
    Feeling like I'm an item, I'm a prop, ayy
    Singing sad songs, sad songs, I don't have long
    At home, all alone, I'm not picking up my phone
    Shadows in my room all haunt me
    If you find me dead, I'm sorry
    Stuck in a place where I wanna die, wanna live
    Guns in my crib, right now, not a good idea
    Shadows in the room, I just wanna smile
    Just wanna feel good 'cause it's been a while

    How much you expect me to take? Yeah
    Give a fuck what's at stake, fuck
    I don't want none of it, no, no
    I'm just so numb to it, yeah, yeah
    How much you expect me to take? Yeah
    Give a fuck what's at stake, fuck
    I don't want none of it, no, no
    I'm just so numb to it, yeah, yeah

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