Lyrics

So I get fucked (Fucked)
Every time that I'm anxious (Ayy)
Three shots
Two pills and like ten drinks (Ten drinks)
Wake up, you send "Sorry" in a mass text (Text)
My friends are fed up
They wanna leave like my last ex
I been doin' this for a long time
Probably go again tonight
I don't know how to go out
When I'm not out my mind
I don't got a problem but
I don't make promises, nah, nah
I don't wanna say I'm done
What if I never quit?

They say that I'm actin' different (Why?)
They think I need help (Help)
I got a pill that could fix it (Hey)
I'll take it myself (Woah)
They said "I think that you're slippin', it's trippin' us out"
Well, if that's the case, then I should probably just go

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So here we go again (Ooh)
I'm runnin' out of friends (Friends)
Blame it on my vices (Yeah),
But they never buy it (No)
I medicate myself, it's puttin' them
Through hell (Hell)
I've been tryna hide it but they always find it
I'm tryin' my best
But I do the worst (Worst, worst)
I drink to forget but it
Never works (Never works)
So here we go again (Again)
I'm runnin' out of friends (Friends)
Blame it on my vices but they never buy it
It's all on me

And it's not my fault that
I'm fucked up (I'm fucked up)
I just blame my childhood full of trauma (Trauma)
And I feel way too old for the drama (Uh)
The only way I know to deal with it
Is a shotgun
Runnin' (Run), runnin' from my problems (Ooh)
But I keep 'em comin' (Comin')
Got a lot to run from (Run)
I'm tryin' to forget (Yeah)
To pass another cold one (Ooh)
I know I'm doin' too much
I know I'm doin' too much

They say that I'm actin' different (Why?)
They think I need help (Help)
I got a pill that could fix it (Hey)
I'll take it myself (Woah)
They said "I think that you're slippin', it's trippin' us out"
I don't understand what the big deal is?
I just had a couple of White Claws

So here we go again (Ooh)
I'm runnin' out of friends (Friends)
Blame it on my vices (Yeah),
But they never buy it (No)
I medicate myself, it's puttin' them
Through hell (Hell)
I've been tryna hide it but they always find it
I'm tryin' my best
But I do the worst (Worst, worst)
I drink to forget but it
Never works (Never works)
So here we go again (Again)
I'm runnin' out of friends (Friends)
Blame it on my vices but they never buy it
It's all on me

Here we go again, yeah, it's all on me
Here we go again, yeah, it's all on me
Here we go again, yeah, it's all on me, yeah
Last night was definitely my bad though
For sure

Writer(s): Jordan Lutes, David James Ramos

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