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Juice WRLD

Ring Ring

 

Ring Ring

(album: Death Race For Love - 2019)


I don't feel like coming to the phone today
I wish everyone would leave me alone
I don't feel like coming to the phone today

Race
Ring ring
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
Everyone should just leave me alone
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
But I don't feel like being alone

I can't deal with the chills on my own
Freezing all night long
I can't tell what's real
Or where I belong

All day today, same thoughts
This is all the Devil's fault
I ain't mean to name-drop
Often I'll pop all three
I'm off all three
Should I make it four like the rings on my Audi
Xans with the Everclear got me seeing foggy
Ironic how something clear got me seeing foggy
Something ain't right 'bout the pills but I bought 'em
Something ain't right with my mind, so I lost it

Drugs turn my knob, then I run like some faucets
But it ain't water, it's wine
I'm tired, I'm tired of getting high
It's exhausting
I was told it gets better in time

Ring, ring
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
Everyone should just leave me alone
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
But I don't feel like being alone

I can't deal with the chills on my own
Freezing all night long
I can't tell what's real
Or where I belong

I don't feel like coming to the phone today
Unless a Postmates coming on the way
But my cellphone isn't well, no
Go to Hell
"Oh pretty please
Get me these"
"Buy me this"
"Buy me that"
Bitch, hit your knees
I wasn't prepared for a guest
I'm aware of the stress
I don't care to impress
Can't you see that I am high on drugs
And low on sleep?
I just wanna go somewhere and count my sheep
I'm tired, I'm tired of getting high
It's exhausting
I was told it gets better in time

Ring ring
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
Everyone should just leave me alone
I don't feel like coming to the phone today
But I don't feel like being alone

I can't deal with the chills on my own
Freezing all night long
I can't tell what's real
Or where I belong

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