Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Capotosto
Songwriter
Lyrics
I ball like prime Trey Burke, I get money like I put that shit first, Step back on your bitch like I'm Dirk, I ain't no clerk, bitch, I get my own work Before you assume you should know me first
I'm losin' my mind, I'm killin' my sane, Ain't no one to blame, they takin' my grave
Why don't you just stay, purple demon in play? That eight on my waist, Been faded for days
Thinkin, I'm thinkin, I'm thinkin' the reason I don't even feel a thing
It's because I'm tryin' to put out the fire that burns up inside of me
Thinkin' of history, shit is a mystery
Feelin' mysterious over delirious, stuck in delirium
Batteries lithium, no monolithium
Kurt cobain murdersome but they will fuck it up
Pour me another cup so I can fuckin' think
Stuck in delirium, manic straight for a week
Over the feelings that I'll never feel again
That's what you tell yourself, stuck in delirium
Over the feelings that I'll never feel again
That's what you tell yourself, stuck in delirium
Over the feelings that I'll never feel again
That's what you tell yourself, stuck in delirium
Written by: Austin Capotosto
