Strung Out

(album: DEATHWISH - 2022)

I wrote myself a letter, to open one day
I thought that I was better, but I feel the same
I don't feel pleasure, no, I don't feel pain
Been this way forever, no it won't change

Tried to show love, you a fake-ass bitch
If you wanna pull up, we can fade that shit
Look; don't touch, yeah I hate that shit
If you got a new song; never played that shit

Strung out, fed up
Fall down, get up
Fuck, I guess I messed up
Feels like life won't let up
Strung out, fed up
Fall down, get up
Fuck, I guess I messed up
Feels like life won't let up

Suicide, wanna die, I hate this
My life's, so overrated
Don't try, too fucking faded
Waste time, please cut the fake shit
And lately, these changes
Don't phase me, the same as it used to be
All ripped down, man this shit's not new to me
Fuck a Benz, I just try to stay true to me
If things don't turn around for me, I'll leave this state
Feel I lost a part of me when you're away
I'm sick of this town, I'm sick of your face
Turn it around, before it's too late

Tried to show love, you a fake-ass bitch
If you wanna pull up, we can fade that shit
Look; don't touch, yeah I hate that shit
If you got a new song; never played that shit

Strung out, fed up
Fall down, get up
Fuck, I guess I messed up
Feels like life won't let up
Strung out, fed up
Fall down, get up
Fuck, I guess I messed up
Feels like life won't let up