[JEFF HOLLAND & SASHA]
Trying to be alone, just me on my own
Smoking the weed and distracting now
To be alone, just me on my own
Smoking the weed and distracting now
[JEFF HOLLAND]
My head, my brain is my boycott every night, hmm-hmm
My head, my brain is my boycott every night
[JEFF HOLLAND & SASHA]
Keep fighting the devil inside of me
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking see
When all these bitches be copy me
Son of a bitch ain't stop me, mother moon hear me
And enough of this camouflage
Not to cry in the afternoon at garage
I need to put an end to this self sabotage
Breaking down this whole barrage
Tired of feelin’ like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin’ like I need to get high
Tired of this shit cry
Many thoughts in the lie, feeling that everyday I die
Tired of feelin’ like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin’ like I need to get high
Tired of this shit cry
Many thoughts in the lie, feeling that everyday I die
[SASHA]
Feeling alone, every night I die
There's no point living this way here
Stabs in the ear, there were so many lies
Are you able to hear me?
I tried but I decided to just say goodbye
It's always the same, I said it again
Came that voice one more damn time
tell me why? Is it the price of fame?
It's time for me to go, you know my name
I know it's a shame
[JEFF HOLLAND & SASHA]
Trying to be alone, just me on my own
Smoking the weed and distracting now
To be alone, just me on my own
Smoking the weed and distracting now
[JEFF HOLLAND]
My head, my brain is my boycott every night, hmm-hmm
My head, my brain is my boycott every night
[JEFF HOLLAND & SASHA]
Keep fighting the devil inside of me
How the fuck you figure I ain't a motherfucking see
When all these bitches be copy me
Son of a bitch ain't stop me, mother moon hear me
And enough of this camouflage
Not to cry in the afternoon at garage
I need to put an end to this self sabotage
Breaking down this whole barrage
Tired of feelin’ like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin’ like I need to get high
Tired of this shit cry
Many thoughts in the lie, feeling that everyday I die
Tired of feelin’ like I'm trapped in my damn mind
Tired of feelin’ like I need to get high
Tired of this shit cry
Many thoughts in the lie, feeling that everyday I die
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