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Worthless

 

Worthless

(album: Cold Hands Warm Heart - 2018)


Do you remember last September?
That's when all this really started
I will wake up in time you take up
And I always end up broken-hearted
I try not to, but I got to
See what's going on
Today
You make me feeling inadequate
Make me wanna go to the party then matter
When you make me feel that I just don't do enough (do enough)
You make me feel like I am never with you enough (you enough)
But I'm pacing my mind, erasing your shrine
And every chase I seem to find
You're a waste of my time
You're relentless and you're ruthless
When I'm with you, I just don't know what the truth is

Because I feel like I have no purpose (purpose)
And from you, now I am the furthest
And I know that no one deserves this (deserves this)
But you make, make me feel so worthless (worthless)
I'ma tell you what they told me
Cash rules every little thing around me
Get them dollar, dollar bills y'all
(Dollar, dollar bills, y'all)
Dollar, dollar bills, y'all
(Dollar, dollar bills)
And I'ma tell you what I see
The best things in life
They are free
It is not real y'all
(It is not real, y'all)
It is not real, y'all
(It is not real)

You make me feel ugly, like they don't love me
And everybody's doing better
Kinda funny, you're supposed to
Bring everyone together
And I'm in this fight 'cause all these dislikes
And all these comments are way too much for me to take
You make me depressed, you make me feel stressed
You make me feel like I should show off that I'm blessed
You make me think that I am losing fans every second I guessed
And I will always be second, at best
I'm screaming, "Fuck the rest"
Fuck every single thing I created
And fuck the things I used to love
Now it feels like I hate it
And fuck these people, say they love me
Yeah, it seems like I'm jaded
But being always under review is way overrated

Because I feel like I have no purpose (purpose)
And from you, now I am the furthest
And I know that no one deserves this (deserves this)
But you make, make me feel so worthless (worthless)
I'ma tell you what they told me
Cash rules every little thing around me
Get them dollar, dollar bills y'all
(Dollar, dollar bills, y'all)
Dollar, dollar bills, y'all
(Dollar, dollar bills)
And I'ma tell you what I see
The best things in life
They are free
It is not real y'all
(It is not real, y'all)
It is not real, y'all
(It is not real)

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