What's Wrong

(Bedroom Productions)

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong (With us)

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong (With us)

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong

With us (One, two, three, go)

I got aim i got range aint nuthin but a slave

Always said im gonna change but then i go back to my ways

Im locked up in desertion with no escape

In a hole with no light I can see my fate

Down with my demons and we smokin everyday

Sometimes it feels like the pain just won't go away

Walk into the party and I still feel the same

Everybody hate me it'll never fucking change

Bitches like to smoke my weed then stab me in my back

Bitches like to break my heart and then stab me in the back

Living the same day over and over again

Living the same life over and over again

Sorry mama i didnt hear your rang tied my noose around my neck

Kick the chair then i hang

Texted all my friends not a reply not a thing

If i dont keep singing i might have to blow my brains

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong (With us)

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong (With us)

They know

They know

They know

What's wrong

With us