Ashtray

Smokescreenin I don't see shit Why would you pre-conceive it By saying something serious You're acting so delirious You're acting so delirious You're acting so delirious You're acting so delirious Froze up Lost my Breath Sleep deprivation Can't move Old hag on my chest Rentfree, I kicked her out The window And you know well You say Well done Then something But the musics getting so loud You said they keep spinning you around Picking on what you wearing out Probably should of said something Cigarette sharing on your couch I admit I've got to Keep it To myself I was Supposed to Get off here I couldn't help So, yеah Cause I don't I'm thinking I'm thinking I think that tea mugs getting cold In your ashtray, full of mould Dеar departed for the week Headbutt your dashboard Then I'm sold Fed up of farewell scenes Multiplying its unhealthy What you're tryna tell me Isnt helping out remotely Never got- See I never got clear spells Let's not gravitate to when the tears fell Glass shards on the slade, green beer bells Since eighteen, I was wanting more Than set rules, feeling so regretful I was nineteen When that curveball decked me I pray you don't text me There's like 3, 4 guys tryna next me You said they keep spinning you around Picking on what you wearing out Probably should of said something Cigarette sharing on your couch I admit I've got to Keep it To myself I was Supposed to Get off here I couldn't help So, so Cause I don't Yeah I don't Cause I don't