Original lyrics

EN

Leftover bottles on the bedroom floor Tired of being tired wanna feel no more I see my reflection wishing he was a stranger Murder ain't the case but still I'm facing the court So we stay flying when the sun goes down We get lost hoping we don't get found No more biding time my time is so precious Busting out trying to find a new perspective I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own best friend One day imma be the death of me 'Til then imma ride 'til the end Imma get my head shaved Imma get some new threads Imma flex on your girl She'll be calling me next me next Out here going numb Fucked up I ain't drunk Burning out for fun No one dying young Damn I'm sick of love Always shining bright Keep my image tight See u looking up I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own best friend One day imma be the death of me 'Til then imma ride 'til the end