Breathing Underwater for Dummies

Ain't no love for me, no nothing Ain't got nothing that you want Ain't no love for me, no nothing Ain't got nothing that you want Ain't no love for me, no nothing Ain't got nothing that you want Ain't got nothing that you want (for me) Ain't got nothing (for me) Nothing that you want My self-pity broke down many roads I'm sitting this out, getting toned Not drowning, just swimming slow Y'all see me go, I'm really low I know R-A-V Fucking up, I keep fucking up I just float and curve like I'm a rubber duck I can't open up, cause if I open up Well, then my guard is down, and then my focus suck And then they'll know what's up, and they will loathe my guts And they will call my bluff, or be bothered Cause I always fuck what's important up And then I close right up and feel awful Yo, never can I vibe with nobody less I'm high Don't let me express my mind Else the conversation dies My thoughts are best left inside Soon as I sense I'm despised Hide the venom and my pride I'll deflect with a disguise Maybe I ain't built for this Maybe I ought to just stay on my own, Than stand in a crowd and just stare at my phone Smile for the stalest of jokes Wait, I'm doing it again, aren't I? I swear I need an MRI Aye, aye Sometimes I want end my life Sometimes I want to end yours twice Aye Can't let 'em know what I'm feeling I paint my face in the gaudiest ways It's like showing my hand is the ancientest sin So I'm faking a grin while I'm walking in place I think sometimes my mind is an object in space And my tractor beam ain't the fastest thing around Scaffolding turn to ash to bring me down, fuck it Guess I ain't in love with these what if's Sometimes I feel like I'm finite Sometimes I feel like I live in your side-eyes And sometimes I feel like if I died, You'd find a mask with a smile and just hide behind dry eyes Just like me Just another chump like me Please don't end up like me I'm such a bore, I feel my soul on the floor, melancholy to the core "Open up more" is what they tell me, But that's what they tell me until I'm becoming a chore What is the problem? I got so lost in my cauldron I'm stewing to Death in the fog and I'm just trynna breathe, aye I'm just trynna breathe -Always have to operate with the grace of a blind gorilla! Get your Backwoods and your hands out your ass for once! Oh wooooow, REAL mature, real mature, Bill! Oh, I'm going to get cancelled? You have a lotta nerve, you know that? Wh... What is it... wh... what are you... what are you saying? Wait a second... Hey guys! I think it might work!