My self-confidence, sucks Pepsi shirt from ’03 Dirty bills in my jeans It’s such a common theme Fuck, still locked in like 3 weeks Eyes still glued to the screen Want your skin in my teeth Wanna sink into my sheets All black heart on my sleeve
Don’t worry about me We’ll talk in three weeks Through likes on IG Swipe left on the screen “Pshh…fuck it” But I’m an asshole Yeah, you’re right I promised it all That buildings would fall That seasons would change And so would I
And so will the paint That runs when it rains I stare out the window And ash on the Pane Stare at wet pavement Reflecting my face Reflecting my age Reflecting the things That I buried so long ago I forgot where I hid them Dirt has a funny way of taking oath To turn life into crystal
My self-confidence, sucks Pepsi shirt from ’03 Dirty bills in my jeans It’s such a common theme Fuck, still locked in like 3 weeks Eyes still glued to the screen Wanna sink into my sheets