Hurting on Purpose (feat. K.Flay) [Biicla Remix]

I don't feel myself in the daytime Late night, I'm late night No, I don't feel myself in the daytime Everything is too real, bright lights I've been pushing ninety-five, I'm headed to the ocean I've been drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking, drinking, smoking And it's good 'cause it's bad, cuts and it kills But I'm sick of how it feels Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't believe what lies on the surface I'm in love, I'm in love with the pain Don't you know I'm— What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Don't you know I'm) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? I don't feel alive in the middle High, low, I'm high, low I don't feel alive in the middle Not even just a little bit Back, forth I've been smoking, drinking, drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking I've been doing what I shouldn't 'til my mind ain't thinking And it's good 'cause it's bad, cuts and it kills But I'm sick of how it feels Don't you know I'm hurting on purposе? Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Lately though, that shit isn't working Had enough, had еnough of the pain Don't you know I'm— What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Don't you know I'm) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?