​​liar lyrics

[Intro]
I'm not doing as good, as I really wanted to at the start
(Beam me up Scotty)
I'll probably f*cking die in the next few months or something with my luck

[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the f*cking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the f*ck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die (RIP)

[Verse 1]
When you might die about a thousand f*cking ways to do it everyday of life
Not a f*cking lie there's shows about it on spike
Danger's real and it exists inside your mind (f*cking mind)
I don't give a f*ck if you pay me, no royalties make it easy
Put every purchase on my Visa my food money could buy a Mercedes
Miles don't give a f*ck and they praise me (Oh), minor fevers might phase me
Haven't ate in a couple days, so even sh*t could look tasty (Yuh)
Puking in a Starbucks bathroom, then I order from the menu
Organize loose plans, so they fall through
I'm really good at cancelling when I want to
At this point I don't know if I want you
Really good at f*cking up when I got you
Really good at dodging everything about truth
If the book of lies exist I'll make a part two (Okay, okay)
[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the f*cking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the f*ck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die

[Verse 2]
What is this scene, I don't wanna f*cking die
I'll make music about awaking to the smell of apple pie (sh*t is yummy)
There's no clout in here if you're enjoying life
I don't f*ck with anyone who uses sadness as a high
All emotions are my vice, firm relationships I like
I got molten lava touch if you want talk about something fire
Put piano in rewind and I can spit verses all night
I can tell you life is sh*t in songs it doesn't make it right
I've had friends I like a lot, but I drop them out of spite
If I block out all the guilt bet I could ghost them over night (I'll f*cking ghost)
I'll f*cking ghost, I'll f*cking ghost (Overnight)
Okay, okay, okay

[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the f*cking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the f*ck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die (f*cking die)