Thinking i dont need myself
Thinking tell my brain gives out
Drinking till my words fall out
SCREAMING tell my lungs cave in (okay okay)
I don't need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I dont plan to die yet
Bitch, i dont wanna give up now
Get back down its the start of crowd i need to
Surf shit surfs up
We turn up
Everbodys waiting to blow up
And go up
Wait Hold down your ground
The worlds warping and its turning everything around
Hey You gotta get back down
The worlds throwing bombs and causin a bomb threat
Cause
I don't need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I don't plan to die yet
Dialect is fucked up
My point of views are fucked up
I wish to be a fuck up
My life ain't nothing but a fuck up
Wannabe this song hot like garbage
Of fucking course it is cause that is whеre i made it
Wannabe good to see you finally can play this
Honеstly glad that i can finally say i made it
I don't need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I don't plan to die yet
Better back up or i'll use my numb chucks
Hit you so fast i'm gonna go leave you starstruck
I'm so sweet but not as in starbucks
I'm not like a tree where you can go bark up
In my head is a wanted list
Where everybody's name is scribbled in
I can barely make it out it says
But all i know is i'm coming up next
I don't need your damn help
(Pick apart my) damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
(yo this shit goes hard what the fuck)
I don't plan to die yet
TURN THAT SHIT OFF
(okay okay okay)