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Steven Moses

Confessions Of A Hotboy

 

Confessions Of A Hotboy


Uh, tryna find a way to cope with the pain
I don't know where to go with the pain, oh
Uh, I think everything look better in the rain
I think everything look better in the rain, oh
Oh, oh, I'm tryna cope, but I can't
Find a way to cope with the pain
Uh, I think everything look better in the rain
I think everything look better in the rain, oh

I still don't give a fuck yet, uh
And realistically, I don't think I'm ever gonna
I blow down marijuana smoke
I never ask for the shit, I hope you know that
And I hope you know that every fucking thing you gave me, I kept, uh
How 'bout I'm outside at your steps, uh
My heart hanging out my chest
I'm sorry for all the stress, and I
I'm sorry my life been a mess, uh
But enough said
How come I gotta wake up?
Wanna be dead, let it just end
No, I'm just gonna keep on getting more pain in
Lately, I've been thinking 'bout changing, uh
Then I realized only one thing ain't changing
If I said I love you, I was just playing
Honestly I think I'm crazy, uh
And I don't know how to make conversation
But I hope that you know that I'm sorry
You could put my song on your playlist, just something

Dear
I hope you find whatever the fuck it is that you're looking for
I know you never claim to be an easy person, but
I just wish you would've told me it could be this hard
See, loving you is like this perfect magic never-ending
Alternate reality where we can just get high
And act like nothing's really happening
And everyday I miss you, and I hate it when you're mad at me
If loving you's a war, I guess my heart is just a casualty
And what are hearts for if all they ever do is break?
And I just wish that I could sleep
I fucking hate this, being awake
And what's the ending to this story?
And do I define my fate?
And will I ever be on time or will I always just be late? I don't know
Uh-oh, I just hope we both find better ways to cope with the pain
Everything look better in the rain
Everything look better in the rain
I think everything look better in the rain, oh

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