Beedo - Stuck

Anxiety has got me calling me- calling my angels by their name
I'm itching- no I'm scratching my head inside, repair my brain
Touring- uh, exploring the pain that's straining inside my veins
Closer to click-clock, click-boom
I abstain again
But I don't really like it here
I'm told it's getting good
But I don't really like it here
Dreams smothered out backwood
And I don't really like it here
You said you knew I would give up cuz I don't like it here
In the end
The story never picks up where you left off on the page
The bookmark's bleeding heart club turned away and left you in a cage
Bite marks on the corner, ticking, begging grow up past this stage
But your membership has been renewed, reused, no matter age
And I'm stuck
Like a broad's edge, loop a dog's fetch, a dry retch
I'm stuck
And I don't know how I'm going to get this feeling out of my head
I'm fucked
I'm fucked
Baby I'm fucked
I said I'm fucked
Some days I am not there yet
I've walked through the valley, I still feel I fear it
Some days it's just an alley
I still cannot hear you
Some days the mirror still repeats, "Oh I'm a kill you"
Yeah
I need a Bulleit for breakfast
That's the rye in my coffee
Green cup misspelled but I digress
I know I'm waiting to off me
This coffin comfy, Versace
Tell Joyner Luc I'm not sorry
Too often quasi-okay, my stomach wishy-washy
Like I'm
Still on the ride
I'm feeling the vibe
But next thing I know those same thoughts they arise
The feeling of dread
I'm stuck in my head
There's only one way I can stop seeing red
The shots shots, watts watts
Ain't enough again
No more talk, it's called off
Take my ass to bed
I'm stuck
And I don't know
I don't know
I'm stuck
And I don't know how I'm going to get this feeling out of my head
I'm fucked
Fucked
Fucked
Fucked

Written by:
Meredith Baird

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