Every time you tell me that you're feeling down You don't wanna talk, you only wanna hit that brown Every time you tell me that you're feeling down You don't wanna talk, you only wanna hit that brown
I'm not about it I'm on my own shit I'm not about it I'm on my own shit On my own shit
Every time you tell me that you hate me You don't seem to leave, just wanna berate me Every time you make up some excuse It gets more ridiculous, time to face the truth Every time I look inside the mirror I can see that girl, I think I used to be her
I'm not about it I'm on my own shit I'm not about it I'm on my own shit On my own shit I'm not about it I'm on my own shit
Took me some time to see You'rе actually shady You fucking take the piss I must have been crazy You wеre a waste of time You had the wasted mind Where did you go that night? You didn't treat me right
Now I recognize myself again I can see from all the way up here You're just a wasteman, yeah You're just a wasteman
You're just a wasteman, yeah You're just a wasteman You made my shoulders ache I need a chiropractor You made me frown so much Gotta get some growth factor You're just a wasteman, I fully disrespect Your shitty Wi-Fi, I'm gonna have to disconnect I'm gonna have to disconnect
Now I recognize myself again I can see from all the way up here You're just a wasteman, yeah You're just a wasteman You're just a wasteman, yeah You're just a wasteman (Gonna need a fucking dongle to deal with you, mate) You're just a wasteman
Compositores: Frederik Thaae (BMI), Kate Marie Nash (Kate Nash) (PRS), Linda Buratto, Sam DuckworthEditores: A Kid Hereafter Music (BMI), BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #45227862 em 15/Ago/2024 com dados da UBEM