Facetime

[Intro] Ripsquad [Chorus] The kid just wanna live Dark winters in the city, slit my wrists Fucked up, I'm so sick First step to recovery is admitting it FaceTime with your bitch Lowkey, no traces who I'm fucking with Drain Gang, Eversince I'm the son of the rain, gone with the wind [Verse] How could I care about a human life? I can't answer when you ask me, "Where are you tonight?" Looking for answers, see them in the sky You wanna see me, gotta pay me now Off the grid on a pill Looking for a mil', then I'm looking to get killed Looking for love in Beverly Hills Looking for something that is real [Bridge] Yeah, woah Burning up, ah-ah Burning up I do not like how it's turning out But you fuckboys don't concern me now [Chorus] The kid just wanna live Dark winters in the city, slit my wrists Fucked up, I'm so sick First step to recovery is admitting it FaceTime with your bitch Lowkey, no traces who I'm fucking with Drain Gang, Eversince I'm the son of the rain, gone with the wind