alkyl – Lexapro

LYRIC
Lexapro

Feat. ​unkept

Intro
There’s no point in running
This shit will catch up to me
Baby, this is real life
There’s no guarantee
You, made a couple comments
But I disagree
Gonna see me flee
This feeling

Verse 1

She looks as beautiful as ever
Wait a couple months
Man this shit feels like forever
Shouldn’t be taken by surprise
If another guy try’s to
Make her his woman
Eyes locked on the prize
But that’s fine
Man, I didn’t wanna be friends
Cried a couple hours
Doesn’tt matter in the end
Am I right?
Am I right? Right?
Really don’t want this shit
To break out into a fight, oh

Chorus

There’s no point in running
This shit will catch up to me
Baby, this is real life
There’s no guarantee
You, made a couple comments
But I disagree
Gonna see me flee
This feeling

After chorus

No, you never seem to ever really know
I could just blame it all on my lexapro
These bones In my closet I’ve never shown
They gonna come out somehow, I gotta own em

Verse 2

Fuck love
Cause this shit feels like a trap
Got me on the edge
Thinkin’ bout her this and that
Where she at, with the friends
They’ve been out, since 10
Got bad v- in my mind
And they never seem to end
She’s prolly drunk again
Its not the worst that could happen
That’s when the truth begins
That’s right, there’s no fucking cappin’
Im tearing at my skin
I can’t take it anymore
I’ll come over there and
Knock down that fucking door

Chorus

There’s no point in running
This shit will catch up to me
Baby, this is real life
There’s no guarantee
You, made a couple comments
But I disagree
Gonna see me flee
This feeling

After chorus

No, you never seem to ever really know
I could just blame it all on my lexapro
These bones In my closet I’ve never shown
They gonna come out somehow, I gotta own em

Break

Own em
Own em
Own em
Own-
Unkept

Verse 3

Oh, I know it's coming
Know they're gonna find out soon
Who I love and it's -- alright, but I
I've felt stuck for ages
Even though I see that pane as a cage and
You know I've tried hard
For a while and I can't break it
When I can't write what's wrong
In an 8-bar loop
Cos there's pages
See you're afraid In your face
When I act like a fake
It's hard to make when I won't face it

Outro

There’s no point in running
This shit will catch up to me
Baby, this is real life
There’s no guarantee
You, made a couple comments
But I disagree
Gonna see me flee
This feeling

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