"FML" lyrics
Fuck my life
And fuck yours too
And fuck this damn AC
It's hot in this room I'm recording in
A cigarette would go so hard right now
But I can't have one
But I would sit in that smoke
And start to self loathe
And I'd soak in that smell
Wear my shame like a coat that I'm already in
At least I can symbolize it somehow to let it out
But fuck-
I'm moving cities every couple of months
And those crowds are so sweet but coming home sucks
My roommate is messy, my ex is so up
And I'm stuck in my head when her name is brought up
So tell me what now
What's the fucking point of the high?
When the come down lasts me like three whole nights
And the right crowd gets together three whole times a year
That's 362 days of the same shit
Acting like I care about a damn convesation
Anxious as it gets till I get fucking wasted
And I get home and I sit in fear
So tell me what the fuck am I doing here?
Fuck your smile
It's before noon
So don't speak to me unless I'm asking you to
The problem is I stayed up all night to delay right now
It came around
Fuck-
It's like the shit here leads to shittier stuff
'Cause my car is not clean and it pisses me off
No time, no sleep, nobody to love
Fuck the ache in my chest and the air in my lungs
So tell me what now
What's the fucking point of the high?
When the come down lasts me like three whole nights
And the right crowd gets together three whole times a year
That's 362 days of the same shit
Acting like I care about a damn convesation
Anxious as it gets till I get fucking wasted
And I get home and I sit in fear
So tell me what the fuck am I doing here?
And fuck yours too
And fuck this damn AC
It's hot in this room I'm recording in
A cigarette would go so hard right now
But I can't have one
But I would sit in that smoke
And start to self loathe
And I'd soak in that smell
Wear my shame like a coat that I'm already in
At least I can symbolize it somehow to let it out
But fuck-
I'm moving cities every couple of months
And those crowds are so sweet but coming home sucks
My roommate is messy, my ex is so up
And I'm stuck in my head when her name is brought up
So tell me what now
What's the fucking point of the high?
When the come down lasts me like three whole nights
And the right crowd gets together three whole times a year
That's 362 days of the same shit
Acting like I care about a damn convesation
Anxious as it gets till I get fucking wasted
And I get home and I sit in fear
So tell me what the fuck am I doing here?
Fuck your smile
It's before noon
So don't speak to me unless I'm asking you to
The problem is I stayed up all night to delay right now
It came around
Fuck-
It's like the shit here leads to shittier stuff
'Cause my car is not clean and it pisses me off
No time, no sleep, nobody to love
Fuck the ache in my chest and the air in my lungs
So tell me what now
What's the fucking point of the high?
When the come down lasts me like three whole nights
And the right crowd gets together three whole times a year
That's 362 days of the same shit
Acting like I care about a damn convesation
Anxious as it gets till I get fucking wasted
And I get home and I sit in fear
So tell me what the fuck am I doing here?
