I don't wanna lie to you, thought you were gonna cry to me

Is that okay for me? I don't know

Wake up get some clothes on, I don't know what today got for me

Will I make it to tomorrow morning?

Everything a test, I just want it to be over

All fruit rot, I'll get gone

And I'm riding with the seat up

And I'm riding with my seat, my fucking chin up

Punch up, pick your poison (and I didn't even tell ya)

And no one wanna deal with it

And she wants me to love her, like I ain't lost my brothers (punch up, pick your poison)

You were real with it, had to say it

Pick your punches, pick your poison

And I'm scared I'll lose my mind before I make it out of here

I was born this way, and now she feelin me

You can do it too, baby

Cry to me

Is that okay from me? I don't know

Wake up, get some clothes on, I don't know what today got for me

Will I make it to tomorrow morning

Everything a test, I just want it to be over

All fruit rot, I'll get gone

I get gone

You can do it too, if you wanna?

All fruit rot

All fruit rot