My Music Sucks

Don't tell me who to be You don't know my life I get bad dreams I don't really sleep at night Everything is happening too fast My foot ain't even on the gas But I just bloodied up my lip I kissed the J and left a stain No lipstick, red on white Misfit, win the fight Artist, see the pain If you read between the lines Snort that, pop this Bigger picture, seen it twice Billboard, still bored But nothing ever felt so right My music kinda sucks It's never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse for losing sleep My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse for you to leave My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse the losing streak My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse me Ima go and lose some sleep Woke up in a pool of sweat Just another blurred night Bars at the studio Couldn't sing my words right Ever since you left It's been hard to take a turn right Worthless, rocking Off-White Skirt the turnpike Perp with a purpose Not a petty criminal Work till I'm perfect Effort never minimal Burn money, splurge it Screaming fuck a dividend Burned with a serpent That's a Gucci sweater bitter end My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse for losing sleep My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse for you to leave My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse the losing streak My music kinda sucks Its never meant to be I love to self destruct Excuse me Ima go and lose some sleep