4, 5, TETHER!

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I don't think that I could be any better than the Way they perceive me, ah I don't believe it Four, five, tether my own feet to the ground, I can't be seated Fuck it, I'ma breathe this I need some sequence My head feeling over and out I steal the pieces Put it back together, the sound was just a pretense Four, five, tether to ground, the stance anеmic Lost my head up over the clouds whilе I was geekin' [Chorus] I-I-I let my soul curl down to the deep Oh, how can I compete when that boy's better than me? It's obvious the methods are ephemeral Please pick up a lonely message Just a friend to appease I guess I fucked up bad Then never looked back And I got things I regret But never wasn't that Tie a string, brew a spell I'm under an attack I hold a drink, wish you well And sever my attraction to spend [Verse 2] I think I lost my spot on the roster Was I an imposter? Don't know, but the cost made my pockets hurt Play the slot, let the rot burn I fiend in the sheets for success Why can't I be the best? It's like Spend another damn week Learning something I'll freak out about Oh my God, is it something I seek out? Without any prompt, rhyme, or reason Playing my scene, stage right, I'll be leaving [Chorus] Fucked up bad and never looked back And I got things I regret but never wasn't that And now my whole body's spent And I couldn't attend My own breath pitch the depths, breaking sober attempts, fuck [Bridge] I let my soul curl down to the deep I lost all my friends 'cause they're better than me So pick up a pen, write a stanza or three Get big on the web and go back and retreat [Chorus] I let my soul curl down to the deep Oh, how can I compete when that boy's better than me? It's obvious the methods are ephemeral Please pick up a lonely message Just a friend to appease I guess I fucked up bad Then never looked back And I got things I regret But never wasn't that Tie a string, brew a spell I'm under an attack I hold a drink, wish you well And hope that my reaction would end [Bridge] I let my soul curl down to the deep I lost all my friends 'cause they're better than me So pick up a pen, write a stanza or three Get big on the web and go back and retreat [Chorus] I guess I fucked up bad Then never looked back And I got things I regret But never wasn't that String brew a spell I'm under an attack I hold a drink, wish you well And sever my attraction to spend