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(الألبوم: long story short - 2022)


(Damn, Ben)

Make no mistakes, hear what I say
I hate myself, oh shit, okay
I get fucked up like every day
A common theme that I display
It's not okay, it's not alright
If I could, I would take my life
I'm too afraid, so scared to die
They say feelings fade, knowing I just might

Might disappear by the morning
Soaring higher than I was while recording
I'm warning you to stay away 'cause I'm boring
Fuck I'm a mess face down in the flooring
Worth another shot taking shots till I'm snoring
In my dreams I've been wide awake just exploring
A distant memory of better days I'm ignoring
If I keep fucking up then I'ma lead you all to mourning
Lead you all to mourning (Damn, Ben)
Lead you all to mourning
Lead you all to mourning, ay

Make no mistakes, hear what I say
I hate myself, oh shit, okay
I get fucked up like every day
A common theme that I display
It's not okay, it's not alright
If I could, I would take my life
I'm too afraid, so scared to die
They say feelings fade, knowing I just might

Might fuck around with these toxins
I'm locked in a box with these puppets that I'm not with
Obnoxious how they've been tryna limit all my options
Hit 'em with the blade then I warp like I'm Noctis
Stop this, all this fucking gossip got me nauseous
Fuck the repetition, I've been whippin new concoctions
And just because I'm reinventing they gon say I'm pompous
Wait until the album drop 'cause that shit is colossus

Lost his touch 'cause everything he made was flawless (Damn, Ben)
Creatively he's broke again like gromit to your wallace
It's hard to stay awake and just create in midst of all this
Regardless, I still hope you like the shit I drop in august

Make no mistakes, hear what I say
I hate myself, oh shit, okay
I get fucked up like every day
A common theme that I display
It's not okay, it's not alright
If I could, I would take my life
I'm too afraid, so scared to die
They say feelings fade, knowing I just might

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