Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck that stupid girl [Verse] It's hard to have a conversation when everyone's so dry (months) And it seems they're too afraid to speak on what's in their minds Gettin' nervous, and too nauseous, I'm not going on live And it's already July (Fuck July), bitch, I'm not going outside And you used to make me feel a smile that brought butterflies And when you spoke to me, fireworks went off in my mind But the last time we talked, I wanted your ass to die Fuck that stupid girl It's the Fourth of July, why am I still alive? It's the Fourth of July, why am I still alive? It's the Fourth of July, why am I still alive? Fuck that stupid girl