[Chorus: Ben Beal]
Haunt me
Stick around thought you forgot me but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Tossing
In my bed you stole my conscious but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Criticizing every single thing I do
[Verse 1: Ben Beal]
I wake up to the Soul Eater moon
Smile back, let's have a good one
Welcome
Jazz and blood dripping from my septum
Let us
Leave a trail of weed, seed, and breadcrumbs for
Good measure, make sure this on the record
I'm sleeping after one spliff
I guess I'm crashing (I'm crashing)
I have this habit of spending days on my mattress
My mental state is fragile and overwhelmingly damaged
"Your body is a temple"
Imma treat it like a palace
Cat Woman lethal
Christopher Walken crazy
I'm off the potion while frolicking through the daisies
Vacation in Solacean Town
So save the waterworks
At seven I was passing out
Now I'm a damn philosopher
I hate you behind the scenes but you in my dreams
Dip and weave through these streets
When I miss a beat
On my Shel Silverstein
Swear that you the missing peace
Yea we may be fucked up now
But we got history
[Pre-Chorus: Ben Beal]
Come over when you're sober
Peep the devil on your shoulder
I'm so cold I know your poison but I'm here
Damn you got talent
Knocked me off balance
Got hands, she so violent
Knew this would happen
Remember things I told her
We were tripping in the MoMA
Made her choice now she would whisper in my ear
God damn Ben you so bitch-made
This song already been played
She playing with your mental
Hit your temple with the switchblade
[Chorus: Ben Beal]
Haunt me
Stick around thought you forgot me but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Tossing
In my bed you stole my conscious but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Criticizing every single thing I do
Haunt me
Stick around thought you forgot me but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Tossing
In my bed you stole my conscious but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Criticizing every single thing I do
[Verse 1: Ben Beal]
I wake up to the Soul Eater moon
Smile back, let's have a good one
Welcome
Jazz and blood dripping from my septum
Let us
Leave a trail of weed, seed, and breadcrumbs for
Good measure, make sure this on the record
I'm sleeping after one spliff
I guess I'm crashing (I'm crashing)
I have this habit of spending days on my mattress
My mental state is fragile and overwhelmingly damaged
"Your body is a temple"
Imma treat it like a palace
Cat Woman lethal
Christopher Walken crazy
I'm off the potion while frolicking through the daisies
Vacation in Solacean Town
So save the waterworks
At seven I was passing out
Now I'm a damn philosopher
I hate you behind the scenes but you in my dreams
Dip and weave through these streets
When I miss a beat
On my Shel Silverstein
Swear that you the missing peace
Yea we may be fucked up now
But we got history
[Pre-Chorus: Ben Beal]
Come over when you're sober
Peep the devil on your shoulder
I'm so cold I know your poison but I'm here
Damn you got talent
Knocked me off balance
Got hands, she so violent
Knew this would happen
Remember things I told her
We were tripping in the MoMA
Made her choice now she would whisper in my ear
God damn Ben you so bitch-made
This song already been played
She playing with your mental
Hit your temple with the switchblade
[Chorus: Ben Beal]
Haunt me
Stick around thought you forgot me but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Tossing
In my bed you stole my conscious but I'm
Way too independent for a bitch like you
Criticizing every single thing I do
( Ben Beal, Potsu )
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