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6201
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6201 was released on March 3, 2016 by Salty Banana Records as a part of the album Saint
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AlbumSaint
Release DateMarch 3, 2016
LabelSalty Banana Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Staten
Staten
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Fernandez
Justin Fernandez
Songwriter

Lyrics

Talks about being lonely make me even lonelier
Talk about doing good never made me holier
Well, I'm not doing so well
The clothes are never opener
At 4 AM, I'll dive in the sheets
Could always be soberer
Wake up in the morning feeling like I never tried
Wake up in the morning while the sun's still on the rise
I hope that it brings bright today 'cause I could use that shine
But it's constantly a struggle to find time to stay alive
And vitals dropping lower, man, I need to stabilize
When to eat and what to drink, cannot prioritize
I'm losing hope and faith as quickly as my appetite
Don't know what the fuck I'm fighting for, I put my hands aside
So while they're getting there to blow
My zombie, catching up on quarters
Losing, never moving, always using, never sober
Taking out the garbage, my depression's on the margin
But if money's on my mind, then why do I feel departed?
Tequila's telling me to start believing in the magic
Start believing in myself before I leave or something tragic happens
It's a habit, I'm tryna break it
Create a happiness, I'm tryna fake it
They'll find all our footprints imprinted in the carpet
The dialogue of all our talks are printed in that apartment
The milestones that decorate your wall will never move
If everything just seems too much, I know I'll look for you
Hey Courtney, what you doing right now?
We could walk around the city, see what it's all about
Go and pick out an outfit, no way, whatever you want
Whatever you want, pick apart a piece of your mind
I found God in a little bit of you
A southern angel with a halo made for two
Taking in all of the flowers you remove
Place them in your hair, you can place them in my tomb
But I don't think you wanna hear me talk like that
I love you 'cause you understand where my mind's at
If you're feeling hurt or lost, you know we got your back
But I feel my spine decay and keep myself intact
Why do I feel so bad? Why do I feel like this?
How do I explain to all my family that I wanna quit?
Not just the blood inside my veins, but the ones I live with
I'm so sorry, but I'm tired of surviving at best
They'll find all our footprints imprinted in the carpet
The dialogue of all our talks are printed in that apartment
The milestones that decorate your wall will never move
If everything just seems too much, I know I'll look for you
Written by: Justin Fernandez
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