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[Intro] Woah, woah [Refrain] Misconceptions on me, I thought I was a goner My life wrapped up like a lamb doner I still feel bad about the days I ignored Going over on a Friday night, I was bored Now I learn to make it count so I'm floating my ship, yeah I'm onboard [Verse 1] Yeah, lord Why you tryna take away my life? Giving me these ideas to cut myself with the knife My life ain't right, I'd kick and bite My first funeral didn't make me cry But it made realise to respect my elders 'fo they die Ever since quarantine I've gotten very shy Then I get home without saying a goodbye Why's you tryna take me? Lies is all that made me Crying like a baby Why did your core shake me Bye, 'cause you hate me [Chorus] This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost [Post-Chorus] Why did you make me, why did you make me (uh, yeah) Why did you make me, why did you make me Straight out of the room like my baby And straight out of the womb like a baby (skrt) [Refrain] Misconceptions on me, I thought I was a goner My life wrapped up like a lamb doner I still feel bad about the days I ignored Going over on a Friday night, I was bored Now I learn to make it count so I'm floating my ship, yeah I'm onboard [Verse 2] My Life meant a lot to me, I thought I'd hit the lottery But I fucking didn't 'cause I just went back into my prison like fucking Monopoly! (damn!) Wrist with the ice and the yam, got the can, holding the jam I had to hold out my hand, back with some clothing, a brand Used to think that I started a gang Turned out that they just lied to me And that they never even said goodbye to me I offered him a concert, a chance to see his idol Then he turns his back on me then pretends he's going viral He lead me down a spiral, now I'm downing my world Tryna get rid of the thoughts that lead me to this dark place But when I shut my eyes, all I see is your darn face! (woo!) [Refrain] Misconceptions on me, I thought I was a goner My life wrapped up like a lamb doner I still feel bad about the days I ignored Going over on a Friday night, I was bored Now I learn to make it count so I'm floating my ship, yeah I'm onboard [Chorus] This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost [Post-Chorus] Why did you make me, why did you make me (uh, yeah) Why did you make me, why did you make me Straight out of the room like my baby And straight out of the womb like a baby (skrt) [Verse 3] I don't need forgiveness, I don't need anything from you I'll just be known as the blond dude The one who tried to wrong you God I'll miss my granny, well we called her a nanny Despite the obvious fact but I don't need to kick myself up my fanny I don't think I'm like Manny Or any other motherfucker who tried to ram me Over with their new car I thought I had new bars But it turns out they ain't and that they making new scars I thought I'd cured life but it's coming back over like tar [Outro] This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost This is my life, can't count how fucking much it cost Fuck the situation, I ain't looking like a boss I deserve to be beaten and hung right up on the cross This is my life, can't count how much I've lost
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- OCTOBERSFULLMOON