Moving, grooving, stressed out, fluent

Losing, choosing blacked out confusion

Over, over, time keeps reducing

Count down the days that I get an improvement

He's gonna lie to you bae, I wanna talk to you

Please don't rely on me bae, I got a lot to do

You know that I get in my way, don't give me that attitude

Yeah there's a whole lot I could say, but I would feel bad for you

Everything's still broken, it never makes sense, I turn up the noise and everything quiet, I never fit in

And I float in the ocean, yo bitch blow like a fish

I just took me a moon rock, now I'm wondering where I exist (um yeah)

This the last year, swear on me I'm gon' make it, I done gave everything that I had up, yeah, no patience

Really, yeah, I'm done waitin', tired of always bein' sad in my life, really, yeah, I'm done fakin'

Know that shit been gettin' dreadful in my head like I been haitian

Moving, grooving, stressed out, fluent

Losing, choosing blacked out confusion

Over, over, time keeps reducing

Count down the days that I get an improvement

Moving, grooving, stressed out, fluent

Losing, choosing blacked out confusion

Over, over, time keeps reducing

Count down the days that I get an improvement

Moving, grooving, stressed out, fluent

Losing, choosing blacked out confusion

Over, over, time keeps reducing

Count down the days that I get an improvement

Moving, grooving, stressed out, fluent

Losing, choosing blacked out confusion

Over, over, time keeps reducing

Count down the days that I get an improvement