Lyrics: Chyde/Trick James
Music: Chyde
Sitting on my bed, for hours on end
I've been thinking about the end I've been thinking about my past tense
Thinking back on memories to remember it again
Thinking about the fact that they will never understand
What a ****ing epiphany
Every thought that I get man it's hitting me
It's not till I'm gone that they missing me
Maybe I should move on but like instantly
One day I said **** it to keep it one hundred
I came up from nothing can't speak of abundance
Was ****ing with people, I hate that I loved em
As long as I'm breathing I'm giving them nothing
For all the shit I did
Can't forget it, in my head it relives
It's not just them it's myself I can't forgive
Gave them my best shouldn't have given a thing
**** everyone and everything
You sit on your bed
For hours on end
Not doing anything
But, your head is spinning
You stare at the walls
To figure out it all
Yet, blank thoughts appearing
Minds never clearing
Yeah
I been sober for a while but I had to fall back
Gave you my heart but I need that shit back
I can't **** with no bitch I can't get too attached
(I can't get too attached, ay)
I can't get too attached
My ex is a devil, that bitch is a fact, uh
I used to be broke, yeah
And I remember the things you said
I'd rather be dead, uh
Than go back and lay in your bed
I used to just sleep on your couch
The air was so thin in your house, yeah
But looking back, yeah I'm glad that I made it
And I'm gone and I'm faded
Yeah I'm gone and I'm faded I mean like I'm on drugs
You sit on your bed
For hours on end
Not doing anything
But, your head is spinning
You stare at the walls
To figure out it all
Yet, blank thoughts appearing
Minds never clearing