inconsistent

(Domi, give me some)

I'm so fucking inconsistent

I feel like throwing up my system

I think I drank too much, but still wishing to die

And I can't finish that one feature

And I still hate all of my features

Roses don't grow when you're too busy with crying

Yah-ah

Wasted my last year, this could've been done

Hid in plain sight, from the sights of their guns

Nobody ended up taking a shot

And I wasted mine, do I even belong?

Here, I fear that my fallout is imminent

Stuck in stacked spheres, can't see clear

But I'm taking you with me then

Come on, stay with me, let's turn off all of the lights

I know I say the same thing almost every time

But I promise you this time is different, I see the signs

I feel it in my bones, I'm bouta fly to the sun

I'm so fucking inconsistent

I feel like throwing up my system

I think I drank too much, but still wishing to die

And I can't finish that one feature

And I still hate all of my features

Roses don't grow when you're too busy with crying

(Yah-ah)

(Na, na, na, na, na)

(Ooh-ooh)