chasing losses by yi2 published on 2023-12-11T00:58:47Z Lyrics: keep on chasing losses been this way since April met with cold December she tied my throat up with her cables mother says I've lost it guess that’s far from fable every limb dismembered just to act like I’m still stable and could you love this body that’s all covered up in wounds? I look right in the fucking mirror see a cancer that’s stage two I cancelled on my doctor hoping I’d get well soon like hallmark cards could make me immune cry my eyes out on my birthday bout how I’m down like sumn round 4k a bed of rocks when I lay down in this room babe I’ll blame it on you cause I’m allergic to truth is the snot from tears or denial? put a hundred on field cause I been needing to feel something more than just suicidal put the rent on the Mets sing a fucking duet with that one red guy from the Bible cause the plan in my head is I’ll roll out of bed one day like I didn’t spiral swear I’m fine I swear I’m fine I’m still alive like I won’t die it’s just a car it’s just a drive I go too far you’re always right cause hindsight’s always 2020 cause all you see is the fucking money like all the rocks on your nightstand pay the rent and it’s December tenth another year where I rot in bed a little closer to death still don’t know what to be yet don’t know if I can forget all that you said like 1000 hours go away with one deep breath a baseless threat but trust one day I’ll make you regret that you couldn’t love a body that’s all covered up in wounds took a break to 305 and 505 lost its groove said we were forever hit the under half through June mom said never gamble on being groom so maybe I’ll fuck this up so maybe I’ll fuck this up so maybe I’ll fuck this up BITCH I’LL KEEP ON CHASING LOSSES GO ON, BLAME MY DNA LIKE THERE WASN’T ALREADY 20 DIFFERENT MENTAL ISSUES IN MY BRAIN LIFE STOPPED BY TO FUCK ME GOD CAN RUN HIS RIGHTEOUS TRAIN TILL THE DAY IM DEAD KEEP ON CALLING ME INSANE CAUSE YEAH IM FUCKING WOUNDED ARE YOU STUPID? ITS ON MY FACE ILL KEEP PICKING UP THE PIECES TILL I LOSE TO THIS DECAY AND ILL TELL THE DOC ITS NOTHING TILL THE TUMORS TAKE THE GREY ILL LIVE IN SPITE OF YOU ILL THE DAY THAT YOU’RE ERASED cause it’d be such a waste to end on an L Genre Pop