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