Bad Luck.
Impressive Depressive
I woke up and I realized I'm my enemy
And I got off at the nearest stop I could but it seemed
I was too late, nothing's too cray
Nobody came to get me
No one took me, everyone's fake
So I just walked all night
He stayed skinny to feel pretty
Can't say that it worked but it went to my head
And this city is not bidding
Don't think that it turned, yeah, it is what is is
See, I fuck up when I run away from everything
It's not a lot but it means so much to me, I'm sorry
Couldn't get right, stayed up all night
Knew that it could take hours
Watching the time, someone drives by
Swear that it felt like days
But sit here wide awake
He stayed skinny to feel pretty
Can't say that it worked but it went to my head
And this city is not bidding
Don't think that it turned, yeah, it is what is is
Are you impressed?
'Cause I'm not done
You're looking cool with your da-da attitude
See some, but not still see the
Worst in you, the worst is you
I stayed skinny to feel pretty
Can't say that it worked but it went to my head
This city is not bidding
And this city is not bitty
Don't think that it turned and that's it
God's city, so not pretty
Everyone I know lets it go to their head
This city is not bidding
Don't think that it turned, yeah, it is what is is
I'm so depressed
This all that I was thinkin' 'bout, yeah
Are you impressed?
'Cause I'm not done yet