Lyrics

I think that you got handsome written all about (You) got me thinking over all the things I try And when you're lying everywhere and all the time Then I remember all the things I hate about me Don't try to make me see what I despise And yes we do create our little paradise I'm trying to figure out I'm looking all over and tryna catch a smile Cause this shit's been on my mind But I don't think you really get a second try Don't try Don't pick up the phone Just stay with me at home And don't give into that Don't give into that Don't try Don't pick up the phone Just stay with me at home Y'all made me think about a lot lately I'm scared I'm missing out on everything The thought of revolution swept you off and made you bitter Jealous of the lies you saw out there in Lima I'll confess to being guilty on charges of mass confusion Hell I'll even admit to using filters on my faces but so what And I've been, I be, I be, I be missing I lost all the confidence I never had and it is real sad And I'm, and I'm, and I'm, and I'm hoping To find it back where it was never let it go cause that would be sad Don't try (Don't pick up the phone) I said don't pick up the phone (Just stay with me at home) Just stay with me at home Don't try Don't pick up the phone Just stay with me at home And I've been constantly thriving and struggling Trying not to live the goddamn life According to the you-know-what's and who-knows-when And it probably won't stop until you never let it (get) in Cause it started from everywhere social media's nightmare I wish we could go back that'd make one less billionaire Strangling puppets and acting like it's fair Human rights violations but no Just close your eyes and it'll disappear Cumulus clouds, the sun is up and about But y'all be really starring at a screen and bedroom ceiling I thought that lockdown and insanity would make them People see the worth of the simple things bless our planet let it be Cause they want the fame minus the blame They seek the shiny and poshy but never stick to the plan Desire public to worship without secondary train of thoughts Bullies will bully just get over, this (is) a fucking plot Y'all really sure we're cool with the chosen track Little kids are killing themselves and no one even reacted Better just thrive in the crap, or be on top of it all Hey Karen look at the view, I'm so happy with my new shoes Okay well think about a thing The little girl whose messed up skin is burning So you could buy those insta clothes you wanted bad But you don't wanna see that, cause it might make you cry And the 40 dollar liner you might have to reapply But don't get me wrong, I'm probably talking to myself You probably are getting mad But it's just my ego and nonsense talking crap, getting jealous Trying to cover up the fact that I have insecurities So I'm projecting like an ass I'm not even mad at us, I'm mad at myself Cuz took me that fucking long to cut the bullshit and realize That I should be better, no I should do better I'll shut my ego up next time and write a love letter Don't try Don't pick up the phone Stay with me at home Don't try Don't pick up the phone Stay with me at home
Writer(s): Jay Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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