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​workinprogresss - ​what the fuck? lyrics

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[verse 1]
i said i’m locked up every day, tryna keep the pace
tryna keep it steady in this f+cking rat’s race
kept applying pressure but depression was the case
trudging through the muddied politics of being g—
ain’t nowhere is safe, caught up in a tidal wave
the ocean washed over me i was dead in my grave
i foresee myself sitting in a chevy out my brain
k!llin’ all the pain, k!llin’ all that matters
cos so matter of factly, i’m really in the backseat
laughing with some friends like some old school happenings
happеned to catch a glimpse of what matterеd it was nothing
brushed it off like everything else, there’s bound to be something
or somewhere or someone or what have you
’cause the old heads will have you know that times flying past you
so i slammed on the breaks to stop myself from crashing
(what the f+ck is happening?)

[bridge: tiffany pollard]
i+i have to laugh i’m sorry this is so ++++ing ridi—

[verse 2]
no escape, straight wired to relate
bound to love what i hate, and i hate what i’m doing
hate sitting pretty for the picture that i’m viewing
hate living life in the fast lane
i’m through with all the fake energy and fake lovers
i’m bound to go to war with these fake motherf+ckers
these old+heads got this new money they’re kickin’
now hold yo ass still and smile for the picture
wastin’ the best years of my life, caught up in my bed
i’m so caught up in my f+cking head
last night i saw a demon at the base of my bed
he told me, “you should go out more” b+tch where? tell me, where?
tell me what i don’t know ’cause i’m lost with it
everybody focused on their actions not the cost of it
there’s a million pages in my mantra, my gospel
and i’mma keep writing ’til this sh+t puts me in hospital
dear god, save me, give me a sign
i f+cking hate talking to people all i hear about is f+cking priors
all that wasted time i’ll put that sh+t on credit
’cause affiliations from both sides got me feeling heavy
now i’m speeding down the highway in a box chevy
music blasting from the stereo but i won’t talk ’cause you’re dead to me
something didn’t sit right when you said to me
i could make it out there, tell me where’s the rest of me?
tell me where’s my heart, tell me where it’s meant to be?
tell me how you socially stunted at 16?
tell me how i’m supposed to be myself?
if all i’ve ever done in my life is try to f+cking be someone else
talk to me like you miss me, i’m not untouchable
release me from my chains, i’m tired of assumptions
and right before you hit the clutch, promise me something
absolve me of my masculinity and reduce me to nothing



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