Texty

There's a lot of bullshit That I deal with All for love People that I fuck with Don't always mix That shit's tough Everybody's my friend Wish I could combine them, but that's my fault Shit has got me stressed out I don't know how To make it all fit, can't fix My paranoia's at a high Separate worlds but they collide Cold war of the mind Everytime my phone shakes It's an earthquake All too much (yo this is way too much) Everything that I say Doesn't translate, I give up Feeling like I can't win Nothing that'll convince everyone Suffocating business God's my witness Had enough to crush me My paranoia's at a high Separate worlds but they collide Cold war of the mind My paranoia's at a high Separate worlds but they collide Cold war of the mind Everybody wants so much from me And lately I been reading into everything Even the shit that's got nothing to do with me This playing sides is giving me anxiety, hm, hm It's just, a lot My paranoia's at a high Separate worlds but they collide Cold war of the mind My paranoia's at a high Separate worlds but they collide Cold war of the mind
Writer(s): Rachel West, David Breadmore Arkwright, Cameron Michael Bartolini, Arianna Singh Hicks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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