UNFORTUNATE

****ed up, think that I'm on the last straw

Drunk texts I'll regret after last call

I need some space, wishing that I could blast off

'Cause nowadays any buzz doesn't last long

I'm down for the count, always counted me out

Wishing that I could bounce right back but the amount of hate

It made me drown, I'm in need of a drought

While they were chasing clout, my head was in the clouds

Tryna find some ****ing piece of mind in this shitty paradigm

With an over-flawed basic design, and it's really no surprise

That I thought when I was rich maybe I'd be my happiest

I made a quarter-million, and I couldn't buy happiness

I used to think that life was out to get me

I hated everything over and over again

Thought the world wanted to forget me

I couldn't count up all of the time that I'd spend

Feeling sorry and playing the victim

Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread

But I guess it can get addictive

(In a series of unfortunate events)

Maybe I was someone that was shitty in a former life

And karma came around, full circle, I was mortified

I ain't an alcoholic, maybe that shit could be borderline

But I don't need a therapist to tell me that there's more to life

I just need somebody that can give a little comfort

Say that I'm so ****in' bright

When they're with me they're getting sunburnt

Not somebody out the woodwork when I put in all the lumber

And this shit is working out

And my career is getting buffer (**** that!)

People switching up and shedding they snake skin (**** that!)

You fix the puzzle, and you'll see the world shapeshift (**** that!)

And they come crawling back when they see the facelift

I'm better off without 'em, and it's time that they face it, ugh

I used to think that life was out to get me

I hated everything over and over again

Thought the world wanted to forget me

I couldn't count up all of the time that I'd spend

Feeling sorry and playing the victim

Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread

But I guess it can get addictive

(In a series of unfortunate events)

All the tears I've shed

(All the tears I've shed)

All the times my breath

(All the times my breath)

Lost all its strength

I came back stronger instead

(Stronger instead)

I used to think that life was out to get me

I hated everything over and over again

Thought the world wanted to forget me

I couldn't count up all of the time that I'd spend

Feeling sorry and playing the victim

Wasting every day to wallow around in my dread

But I guess it can get addictive

(In a series of unfortunate events)