Bleach my hair, mess it up
Take my life, dress it up
Signed a deal, I got papercuts
They wanted them, but they got us
Yeah, yeah
Red Rocks, sing it

Sleepin' in, faked sick
Smoked a blunt, had a kid
Don't belong, I'm a punk
Hello world, you fuckin' suck

Hey, hey, keep my mouth shut and wave
Sing it
Hey, hey, I'm dancin' on my grave
Mhmm, mhmm

Everybody's so nice lately (everybody's not nice)
Polarized feelings, I don't wear them on my face lately
(I don't wear them on my face)
Internalized everything the headlines say lately
(Everything they say)
Demonized just because I was a angel face baby

What is this now?
Career suicide

Hey, hey, keep my mouth shut and wave
Sing it
Hey, sing it, hey, I'm dancin' on my grave
Mhmm, mhmm

I spend a lot of nights thinkin'
I might go to sleep and then never wake up
I spend a lot of money on these therapy sessions
Even though I'm not showin' up
I spend a lot of time healin' my mind and my heart
But I still put these drugs in my gut
Me and my girl were just screamin' at each other
Right before we both got out of the truck
I got some demons inside
I'm tryna free 'em inside
Came from the Cleveland East Side
Where the boy who was just starvin' with you
Now might try to eat you alive, fuck
Y'all said that I switched genres
I saw the limit and took it farther
I'm a genius, could've made Donda
But this song is for my dead father, uh

Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Nicholas Long, Richard Colson Baker, Travis L. Barker