TX2
Liqour Bandaids
[Verse 1]
I’ve been drinking a whole lot and thinking a lot less
Seems like this pit I’m in is bottomless
Hold up I gotta piss ‘cause the bottle’s a bitch
Who would’ve thought of this
Teenage politics, my parents are disappointed
Apparently my minds disjointed and coherently my fingers are pointed
Putting blame on everybody else
Not myself I got weak mental health and I’m beat with no wealth
My music still hasn’t made it
After all these ages all these agents saying that they'll pay me and that I’m the greatest
The wall is vacant and they’re stalling in my basement
Apologetic and anxious, I’m sorry but Im impatient
I act tough but I’m really insecure
Always fearing the worst being in love with her
Seeing other make her smile hurts knowing it was from a work
I’ll never be enough for her

[Chorus]
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself

[Verse 2]
Nah I’m fucking done with always faking a smile
Always takin' a while to express my own style
When I give myself up others disregard my actions
I could live without a fuck, disembarking, you be trashing
Maybe I got a problem, back up if you can solve it
Swimming in alcohol, I call my liver liquor dolphin
‘Cause when the going gets tough I have a hard time coping
Road my boat intoxicated, knowing I’m not floating
My mamma’s gotta hate it she knows that her kids are faded
Taking some pressure off, hennessy and lemonade is
The fountain of youth for my generation is bound to show truth
100 proof and we’ll be naked
But most of the world will never know the true me
Till I write it on a note “yours truly”
Think I’m tough, don’t give a fuck about the groupies
Yeah I would give it all up till I profusely
[Chorus]
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself
I can’t change, always seem to go through hell
I need liquor bandaids to help heal myself (Fuck)