​scatterbrain lyrics

Oh my god, I’m under the tide
I’m the poster child for misjudgement
And I boast about my tropes and flaws
I’m cliffside and I’m posted, b*tch
On some sh*t
Told my dawg to quick hold the jib ‘cause I’m goin’ in
RIP to my lost friends
Yeah I know one day I’ll be home again

I f*cked up
Yeah you know the drill
What else did you all expect, sh*t
At least I’m trying to be honest
Still, I’m stuck in this coma

Ay, I’m smoking some contaminant
Nasty, nauseous
You so f*cking gorgeous
I need to recharge and sh*t
I don’t even hold out my hands when I’m falling
The minute I think I’m important
Life shows me I’m not sh*t
It can turn to torment
If you linger too much on sh*t

Bеgging, pardon
[Ain’t?] f*cking with my boss, sure [?]
I can’t do no cop out, f*ck a [copper?]
I’m in my head, no lookout
Not a talker
B-b-b-aby I’m a downеr
I’m a savage
Baby I’m a goner
Can’t get out my bad ways
Baby I’m just a roamer
I got baggage
Throw out my composure
Break me off my balance

Baby I’m a downer
I’m a savage
Baby I’m a goner
Can’t get out my bad ways
Baby I’m just a roamer
I got baggage
Throw out my composure
Break me off my balance