Texty
It's fucked up
Tell me you love me when you’re fucked up
What about me seems more appealing
When you’re drunk or on drugs?
Seeing you a little frequent
Hung up on the phone and I'm freaking
I don't like the tone of your voice when you're speaking
Ask the Lord, save our souls
What do I believe in?
Seems I’m naive and it's no secret
Lying in your room when you’re lying to me
FaceTime, all the time
You got no underlying feelings (uh)
And what I’m feeling (uh uh)
Stop projecting to me (ay)
Only happened one time, that one night on MD
I’m empty
It's fucked up
Tell me you love me when you’re fucked up
What about me seems more appealing
When you’re drunk or on drugs?
Seeing you a little frequent
Hung up on the phone and I'm freaking
I don't like the tone of your voice when you're speaking
Ask the Lord, save our souls
What do I believe in?
Seems I’m naive and it's no secret
Been feeling dumb lately
With you, I feel amazing
Drugs and getting hazy
I'm stuck in the matrix
I think that you're lazy
My feelings are fading
Back to the basics
In the matrix
It's fucked up
Tell me you love me when you’re fucked up
What about me seems more appealing
When you’re drunk or on drugs?
Seeing you a little frequent
Hung up on the phone and I'm freaking
I don't like the tone of your voice when you're speaking
Ask the Lord, save our souls
What do I believe in?
Seems I’m naive and it's no secret
Been syndicated
Looping my days on end
Give me a blue pill
With a side of ignorance (ay)
Been syndicating
Looping my days on end
Give me a blue pill
With a side of ignorance (yeah)
Back to the basics
Things are simulated
I’m stuck in the matrix
With you
Back to the basics
Things are simulated (uh)
I’m stuck in the matrix (ay)
With you
Written by: Neko Pink
