DISASTER (feat. Elijah Waters)

My baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

Turn up in a two door and I leave it in court

Turn it up, don't know what I ever think

My baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

Think it's that wrong

Think out of nowhere the words that I said and the sorrow

Think that's my worth for once

Think it's not me

My baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

Tear my world apart

Had my number from the start

Tension slicing like a dart

Right through the air into your heart, rotten

Flagging down the bus, stopping in the caf

Tell me, do you come here often?

And don't leave fast

Please, don't turn this into disaster

All the chaos in my life got a cause

And you're no different, I can't put on pause

Should've put you on my mind more

Should've turned the seats with recline off, comfy ain't what I do it for

Pain need abundance, I don't restrain

Benzo, two door, waiting in the rain

Please, forget about the past

Don't turn this into disaster

Tell me what you want

Tell me what you, tell me what you want

Tell me what you, tell me what you need

Heavy metal

Know I can't settle

Acid drops like petals

I'm a vessel

My heart bellows (Yo, my heart bellows)

When you step in stilettos (when you step in stilettos)

I'll be the vessel (I'll be the, I'll be the, I'll be the, I'll be the)

Vessel (I'll be the vessel)

My baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

Sorry 'bout presents that I never bought

Sorry 'bout gestures that I never did

Tell me how everything come down to this

Baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

And I'm sorry 'bout presents that I never bought

Sorry 'bout gestures that I never did

Tell me how everything come down to this

Corset 'round you, course it's time to tighten up

I'm slime, you're slime too, you hate my touch

Porcelain heart, you poor little child

Forced to find yourself, 2005

More to cry to, more for your ears

Know you love it when I put it all on here

Put it all on you, it was wrong, but what could I do?

Could've done way more, you said I'm a fucking whore

Acid in the rain, I got a patch for the pain

A batch for your friend too, a latch to hold onto

A bottle for sleep (a bottomless pit), a bottomless pit

Not again with this shit

You never wanna see me

You never wanna see me again, I guess

Could've done way more, you said I'm a fucking whore

I could've done way more, you said I'm a fucking whore

My baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

Sorry 'bout presents that I never bought

Sorry 'bout gestures that I never did

Tell me how everything come down to this

Baby's depressed and I think it's my fault

I'm sorry 'bout presents that I never bought

Sorry 'bout gestures that I never did

Tell me how everything come down to