Lyrics

We don't talk no more, that's just life I guess
Now I'm trying to write these song's like they're life or death
I'm not coming back, so don't hold your breath
When I'm sippin' on this vodka standing on the edge
You wouldn't understand
Cause you don't know my pain
Cause you might have got my looks but you don't got my brain
Lucky you, meet me at the rendezvous
Why we all so distant maybe I was wrong
Wrong
The walls are closing in on me then they turn out the lights
Still you expect me to be able to sleep at night
I'm focussed on the monsters that rest beside of my pillow
Ain't no matter what I do I can't kill 'em
So much weight on my words my panic weighs a ton
I can kill 'em when I'm sober but they'll kill me when I'm drunk
If i'm honest I can't rap that well
But as a writer I stole that glory from hell
Move out of the way I'm about to take over
And you're all out of luck, like a three-leaf clover
My feet need closure
To know the earth I stand upon will never turn over
To know the earth I stand upon will never
Brother brother, I got nada nada
I'm a motherfucker and I'm living in the gutter
I had to let her go even though I fucking love her
Now I can feel the heat like I'm standing in the oven
And it's only getting hotter
Yeah it's getting hotter
But I ain't really had a nothin nothin
I didn't give a fuck until my feet are damn glowing
And my hands numb then I found shelter
In her arms but I can't deal with them
Cause it half killed me to leave you
I still wear your t-shirt
If I smile, my teeth
We don't talk no more, that's just life I guess
Now I'm trying to write these song's like they're life or death
I'm not coming back, so don't hold your breath
You wouldn't understand
Cause you don't know my pain
Cause you might have got my looks but you don't got my brain
Lucky you, meet me at the rendezvous
What the fuck why we all so distant maybe I was wrong
And I just hate when I know I got to watch what I say
Cause a friend's always got a fucking phone in my face
Recording everything
Trying to catch me slip
So their friends can all laugh when they post that shit
Man I'm over that shit
I want to fly away
Somewhere where there's none of this anxiety
Somewhere where nobody even know it's me
I'm driving round the city in a white 'rari
They've been trying so hard but they can't harm me
I used to care what they thought, now I care hardly
And all the words that they said kinda float past me
Written by: Ilias Hourdas, Quiet Frankie
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