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Alfonso Cervantes
Alfonso Cervantes
Songwriter

Texty

I'm making strangers out of friends
Turning ride or dies into enemies
Cause I'd rather just pretend
Instead of facing my reality
I'm so afraid to admit that I don't got my shit down
I'm chasing anything I can to keep my feet off the ground
God I hope it gets better
Tell me I'mma get better
Doing shit that I never
Thought I'd ever do ever
The room is spinning
My ears are ringing
These nights are killing me and I know I won't stop
And when I wake up my gums are still numb
Hate who I've become but I don't know how to stop
Kinda sad that I spend my nights
Hanging out with a crowd I don't even know
But I'll hang if it gets me high
All I need is a drink and I'm letting go
I'm scared that I cannot weather through a storm without some substance to use as an anchor
What am I running from
God I hope it gets better
Tell me I'mma get better
Doing shit that I never
Thought I'd ever do ever
The room is spinning
My ears are ringing
These nights are killing me and I know I won't stop
And when I wake up my gums are still numb
Hate who I've become but I don't know how to stop
God I'm a mess
I've lost my head
The fabric of my life is starting to unthread
And if there's a chance that I can get back
To who I was before I got off these tracks then I'm folding both my hands
The room is spinning
My ears are ringing
These nights are killing me and I know I won't stop
And when I wake up my gums are still numb
Hate who I've become but I don't know how to stop
Written by: Alfonso Cervantes
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