| A hypochondriac |
| I think of you, blood pressure spikes |
| I’ll have a heart attack |
| (I am using my imagination) |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| Three chords and she all over me nasty |
| She got me smothered, caught me bugging her last week |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Cos it’s smarter to fold |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| Three chords and she all over me nasty |
| She got me smothered, caught me bugging her last week |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Cos it’s smarter to fold |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask |
| That kiss was laced with poison, I can’t escape the rush |
| This ain’t love, boy, you’re just a pick me up |
| And then that gaze medusa, locks rattlesnakes, debuffed |
| No need to purchase my soul, girl, I’ll just give it up |
| I’m like goddamn she slid and now we’re breaking the ice |
| The concoction just hit me, it’s dilating my eyes |
| Fuck my options, she pulled me in, she didn’t even try |
| I was hypnotized soon as her lips met mine |
| (I can’t forget) |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| Three chords and she all over me nasty |
| She got me smothered, caught me bugging her last week |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Cos it’s smarter to fold |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| My corpse is spilling blood in the backseat |
| She’s undercover, got a trojan to crash me |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Seeing stars in the road |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| She got this on repeat |
| I’m obsessive as her |
| She obsessive as me |
| Laments turn me to stone |
| And her curves got me weak |
| She want get us alone |
| I can tell she a freak |
| It be like |
| Oh no, she invited me to a pity party |
| Go home and hope you ain’t leaving with nobody |
| But fate sewn, she’ll take me back to her place |
| Can’t say this shit to her face |
| Or make up my mind |
| I can’t forget |
| A hypochondriac |
| I think of you, blood pressure spikes |
| I’ll have a heart attack |
| The things I’d do to see you smile |
| Make my art entertainment |
| Carbon to coal |
| Now my card can’t decline |
| And it cost my control |
| I’ll let god integrate but until then I gotta give in to you |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| Three chords and she all over me nasty |
| She got me smothered, caught me bugging her last week |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Cos it’s smarter to fold |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| Three chords and she all over me nasty |
| She got me smothered, caught me bugging her last week |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Cos it’s smarter to fold |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask me |
| My corpse is spilling blood in the backseat |
| She’s undercover, got a trojan to crash me |
| Leave a scar on my soul |
| Seeing stars in the road |
| I think it’s better when she don’t even ask |
| Don’t even ask (Fall deep) |
| Then we vaporized till our fates aligned |
| I think we frayed the twine |
| Tethering space and time |
| I can’t forget |
| Into those dreads |
| Your mind is programmed to drift on these words |
| Use my voice in your head as a thread to your heart |
| All that pain you’re carrying, all that regret (She knows) |
| I can remove it, all you have to do is let me (She grows, she grows) |
| She grows through my throat and my chest |
| My tears were glowing when she muffled the screaming out |
| Hi-fi (Only remember you love me) |
| Stuck in amber and honey |
| My headache split wide awake |
| I’ll hide the pain for you |
| Yeah, yeah, oh |
| Yeah, yeah, no (No) |
| Yeah, yeah, oh, oh, no, no, no, no (You left me nauseous) |