Letras
Hello, I think he just shot himself
Yea, Yea, yea
Sit back, Have a couple drinks
Try not to care, When my blood runs thin
Her fingers through my hair
But she's never really here
Blacked out on my couch, Wake up go to work
It's the same old shit, I miss the old days
Share a couch with my friends
Never thought it could end
But life moves on
Too fast too slow
I'm never satisfied
No matter the hoe
But when I fell in love
She left me in pieces
And now that she's pregnant
I'm stuck with this thesis
I'm never the one
Just the one always hurting
I slit my wrists
Cuz a stupid bitch
Was it worth it
I'm lost and broken
Fuck the hoping
Stick N poking
Sippin potion
Fuck the coping
I'm not fine
Yea yea I'm not fine
I'm not fine
Yea yea I'm not fine
Now I stare at my gun, On the way to work
I think this could work
This could take all the pain away
Take all the stress away
Then I pull up, Hop out
Act like I'm fine, Act like I didnt try
To blow my mind, I'm not fine
Im not fine
Hello, I think he just shot himself
Yea, Yea, yea
Sit back, Have a couple drinks
Try not to care, When my blood runs thin
Her fingers through my hair
But she's never really here
Blacked out on my couch, Wake up go to work
It's the same old shit, I miss the old days
Share a couch with my friends
Never thought it could end
But life moves on
Too fast too slow
I'm never satisfied
No matter the hoe
But when I fell in love
She left me in pieces
And now that she's pregnant