[Lyric] Mess (Robstar)

[Intro]
I was nothin' but a mess again, I know that
Sorry I'm a fuck up, time for the relapse
I know that you see that, I know that I'll be that
If you ever left, do you think that you'd go back?
Vibin' after hittin' my bong again
Say you love me but I'm sick of the song again
If you hate me that's fine, I don't need a friend
I'm just waitin' in my room for the world to end

[Chorus]
I was nothin' but a mess again, I know that
Sorry I'm a fuck up, time for the relapse
I know that you see that, I know that I'll be that
If you ever left, do you think that you'd go back?
Vibin' after hittin' my bong again
Say you love me but I'm sick of the song again
If you hate me that's fine, I don't need a friend
I'm just waitin' in my room for the world to end

[Verse]
Yeah I'm nothin' but a mess again
I keep it in my head
While thе streetlights are passing by
Cheap alcohol and cigarettеs
They smell it on my breath
Like, don't worry I'm still high
Feel it in my veins it's intense
I feel the weight on my chest
When she don't wanna look me in my eye
All my issues seem to coalesce
But bitch I'm gon' be the best
If I ain't blowin' up then I'm gonna die
Couple grams on me
Bitch I'm gettin' too high for my problems
Ice fall in my drink
Even sober I don't think that I could solve 'em
Now she all up on me
You didn't sound like this when you were callin'
Pussy wet on my jeans
Bitch I feel like I'm fallin'

[Chorus]
I was nothin' but a mess again, I know that
Sorry I'm a fuck up, time for the relapse
I know that you see that, I know that I'll be that
If you ever left, do you think that you'd go back?
Vibin' after hittin' my bong again
Say you love me but I'm sick of the song again
If you hate me that's fine, I don't need a friend
I'm just waitin' in my room for the world to end

[Verse]
Yeah I'm nothin' but a mess again
I keep it in my head
While the streetlights are passing by
Cheap alcohol and cigarettes
They smell it on my breath
Like, don't worry I'm still high
Feel it in my veins it's intense
I feel the weight on my chest
When she don't wanna look me in my eye
All my issues seem to coalesce
But bitch I'm gon' be the best
If I ain't blowin' up then I'm gonna die
Couple grams on me
Bitch I'm gettin' too high for my problems
Ice fall in my drink
Even sober I don't think that I could solve 'em
Now she all up on me
You didn't sound like this when you were callin'
Pussy wet on my jeans
Bitch I feel like I'm fallin'