Fordo - Vacant

Girl, I'm tired of the fake shit
And I'm tired of the battle of debating
I been tired of the way I'm always aching
From the lies to the way that you behaving
I been waiting
For a little explanation
I don't recognize the person who amazed me
I don't see the same love in all this hatred
Now I'm down for the count on the pavement
Feeling vacant
I been fighting for too long
I been righting all the things that left me wrong
Thinkin' bout all fucking things I done undergone
I'm moving on
You been thinkin' you da Queen and I'm just a pawn
It's time you realized I'm the King, you can move along
I only need the man above to know I belong
So I don't need no toxic love just to settle on
I can go Lightyears from this Buzz into the beyond
I said I'm tired of the fake shit
Yeah, tired of the hiding and the blaming
Tired of actin' like I ain't broken but I'm breaking
Standing here pacing from all the times you left me shaking
I ain't Picasso but lemme picture out this painting
I was sitting on the pavement
Lookin' at the stars saying one day I would make it
Imma make a statement
So bout time I say this
And girl I ain't playing
Girl, I'm tired of the fake shit
And I'm tired of the battle of debating
I been tired of the way I'm always aching
From the lies to the way that you behaving
I been waiting
For a little explanation
I don't recognize the person who amazed me
I don't see the same love in all this hatred
Now I'm down for the count on the pavement
Feeling vacant
Vacant, vacant
I been on top of my patience
Stuck in the same operation
Doctor, I'm the patient
Give me God's medication
Wanna be back in his graces
Don't got time for Satan
I'm tired of pain bitch I'm done
You know I'm tired of picking your brain
About something
Yeah I've been tired of this nightmare
Of you fucking doing whatever you like damn
Now I'm, uh
Sleepin' with the lights on
I been,
Only trustin' what my sights on
Bout time I took the muzzle off my rights now
Every piece has a purpose in this life now, yeah
Done sobbin'
Recoup
What's calming
New conscience
Old views
New optics
Try groveling
I ain't bout to look around it
You know damn well why
Girl, I'm tired of the fake shit
And I'm tired of the battle of debating
I been tired of the way I'm always aching
From the lies to the way that you behaving
I been waiting
For a little explanation
I don't recognize the person who amazed me
I don't see the same love in all this hatred
Now I'm down for the count on the pavement
Feeling vacant, vacant, vacant

Written by:
Ethan Ford

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