Lil Xtra
Cronus
[Intro]
Breaking down in an airport bathroom
And I can’t wait to leave
When I get home I’m turning off my phone
So no one can find me

[Verse 1]
I’m sick of these words, I’m sick of your games
We said we’d improve, we said that we’d change
But nothing ever goes right these days
You’re acting plastic, go move to LA
Or give me one fucking reason to stay
I’m sick of your God I won’t fucking pray
Signed a shit deal, can’t even get paid
So fuck what I feel, I made it his way

[Chorus]
And I can’t pull myself up out
Of this hole that I dug myself
I tried so hard to play my role
But I hate everything now that
They’ve got me under control

[Verse 2]
Can’t breath or decide what I’m doing
Name the pain and I’ve probably been through it
I'm an unpleasant person
I fucking deserve this
Don’t care if you hate me, I like being worthless
Devoid of all purpose, I’m stupid and nervous
I don’t trust the process, I’m tanking and wordless
There is nothing to say, my naivete
Lost the life that I had, now I’m losing my place
I’m paralyzed just stuck in stasis
Suicide on my mind on a daily basis
'Cause I hate myself, I’m the loosest cannon
No mental health, all hope abandoned
No sense of self, no hope for ransom
Life’s hopeless now and I can’t stand it
Couldn’t hurt myself this well if I planned it
It burns like hell, I thought that I ran shit
[Chorus]
And I can’t pull myself up out
Of this hole that I dug myself
I tried so hard to play my role
But I hate everything now that
They’ve got me under control

[Verse 3]
Process complex emotions
Fuck that, where the blunt?
Wavy as oceans
Pour some of that codeine potion
I’m not heartless, my heart’s just broken
Now I'm lost inside my mind
I hate the way I stay deprived of joy
I hate this life
I’m not alright
I’m not the type to stay quiet
I’d rather die than live the rest of my life this way
And real shit, there’s really nothing left to say about problems that won’t end or go away
Or pretend that everything will be okay
I’m an imprint, all I do it's take up space
Dissident the gulag is where I stay
Music pays my rent, want to stay that way
Lost all resolve when I sold my soul
I hate everything, I’m under control