Testo Okimback

Ha, ha-ha
Ha-ha
Uh, ha-ha, uh

Bitch, you got me fucked up, why am I so fucked up?
I don't even feel like trusting anyone anymore
Swear to God my temper with this shit is so fucking short
Drown me in the lake and watch my body wash on the shore
'Cause i— 'cause in a sense
It's so much easier to act like you died
It doesn't change no matter how hard I try
It doesn't change no matter how much I cry about the things you can't undo

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

I'm sick to my motherfuckin' stomach, clip on this bitch, a hundred
I can't even aim this bitch, shooting, why everybody running?
What the fuck am I doing? I ain't even tryna do it
Already herе, so fuck it Okay, I'm back again, I might fuck up
I hear you every day, plеase just shut up
There ain't a week your name doesn't come up
I sit here silently, I'm so cut up

'Cause in a sense
It's so much easier to act like you died
It doesn't change no matter how hard I try
It doesn't change no matter how much I cry about the things you can't undo

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh