prod me

i hate how you look at me
i wake up cry and hit my head and then i fall asleep
and im so stupid snorting coke cause im too anxious for weed
and my intentions couldnt be any worse for the week
i thought the tramadol would help me it just fucked up my sleep
and i think you know what youre doing cause you know how i think
and i just feed into your ego every song that i sing
and bitch i hate to hear you laugh because its haunting my dreams

and i think you know what youre doing
and i think you know what youre doing cause you know how i think
and i think you know what youre doing
and i think you know what youre doing cause you know how i think
i still dont feel relief