Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leo Bates
Songwriter
Lyrics
Woke up with a better mindset
I guess
I'm used to tasting bitterness on top of my tongue
Slowly feeling dead as the time gets violent
This time of year, the weathers usually stopping my lungs
Houston
I think we got a problem
I'm seeing loose ends
In the bottom of bottles
If I see Cupid
He ain't seeing tomorrow
You know the truth, is a pill even you couldn't swallow
Neck deep
Suffocating canine dressed as a black sheep
My instincts scream you're lost
Less sleep
Every night I just say my grace
I pray
I dont wake up to someone else in a box
Every night I wake up to seeing a pair of eyes
On my chest tryna send a message to paradise
Feel the pressure and measure whether I'm paralyzed
Bury me deep in treasure know I never was scared to die
Move toward your fortress when the rain still pours
Life's rather tragic when the sea dries
Syphon your magic while the moon takes form
I live in agony to kill time
Houston
I think we got a problem
I'm seeing loose ends
In the bottom of bottles
If I see Cupid
He ain't seeing tomorrow
You know the truth, is a pill even you couldn't swallow
Writer(s): Leo Bates
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