Chillthe****out. (Explicit)-Romes/Nicolas Bitove/Jacob Bitove

作词 : Jacob Bitove/Nicolas Bitove 作曲 : Jacob Bitove/Nicolas Bitove Drag myself out of the mud Put my leather jacket on Tie up my Converse and run Away from all my demons Fake gold chain, blue-tinted shades Look good but hardly OK I always dig my own grave Here I go losing my brain I'm not Pop enough I'm not Rock enough I'm not Alt enough Ain't Hip-Hop enough I just write these songs to ease my problems But how much longer can I keep going on? When I see no outcome, no longer fun Who have I become? Why am I so numb? Okay please shut up and just end this song I just gotta chill the **** out I just gotta chill the I didn't wanna write this verse My nerves hurt and I can't put this **** into words Driving 'round town with the windows down in my hearse With a casket full of ashes from the demons that I burned I'm only just about a minute in And I can already feel my skin crawling Sometimes it feels music is the only medicine But it don't matter 'cause I know nobody's listening This ain't Pop enough This ain't Rock enough This ain't Alt enough Ain't Hip-Hop enough I just write these songs to ease my problems But how much longer can I keep going on? When I see no outcome, no longer fun Who have I become? Why am I so numb? Okay please shut up and just end this song I just gotta chill the **** out I just gotta chill the **** out Yeah, I just gotta chill the **** out I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink and I overthink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I overthink 'til I start to sink And I I just gotta chill the **** out (Yeah) Yeah, I just gotta chill the **** out (And kick it back on the couch) I just gotta chill the **** out I'm not Pop enough I'm not Rock enough I'm not Alt enough Ain't Hip-Hop enough I just write these songs to ease my problems But how much longer can I keep going on? When I see no outcome, no longer fun Who have I become? Why am I so numb? Okay please shut up and just end this song