Spencer Barnett - Best Friend

Leftover bottles on the bedroom floor
Tired of being tired wanna feel no more
I see my reflection wishing he was a stranger
Murder ain't the case but still I'm facing the court
So we stay flying when the sun goes down
We get lost hoping we don't get found
No more biding time my time is so precious
Busting out trying to find a new perspective

I'm my own worst enemy
I'm my own best friend
One day imma be the death of me
'Til then imma ride 'til the end

Imma get my head shaved
Imma get some new threads
Imma flex on your girl
She'll be calling me next me next
Out here going numb
Fucked up I ain't drunk

Burning out for fun
No one dying young
Damn I'm sick of love
Always shining bright
Keep my image tight
See u looking up

I'm my own worst enemy
I'm my own best friend
One day imma be the death of me
'Til then imma ride 'til the end

Written by:
CAMERON BLOOMFIELD, GEORGE FLINT, HENRY FLINT, JACKSON MORGAN, JONATHAN JOSEPH HOSKINS, SPENCER BARNETT

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