hair out

(Yeah, I'm just about to shove my head in bin) (Wait, what?) I don't wanna ask you twice I'm already on my knees, ohh Livin' in a paradigm Reality is a no-show No-show, yeah Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure To the pressure, ohh (But) (What the fuck?) I don't ever wanna think twice Thoughts already giving me a hard time Where the hell is paradise? Only in the back of my eyes And underneath all my Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure To the pressure, ohh You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now Dead now "Fake shit, figure it out", ha "Make me", see you around You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out, ayy (What's the point?) (You could've just sold out) (I fucking sold out) (Milf Atlantic, haha) Am I fuckin up my life? I'm just tryna make improvements Slowly givin' up the fight But I gotta cover the bruise That I get from all the Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure To the pressure, ohh You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now Dead now "Fake shit, figure it out", ha Make me, see you around You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out, ayy (Ayy, ay-a-ayy) Hair out Hair out, ayy (Ayy, ay-a-ayy) (I just worked all my life) (I just keep pulling my hair out) (Uh, I think I fucked the lyrics) You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out I got this fever pitch it's dead now Dead now "Fake shit, figure it out" ha! Make me, see you around You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out, ayy (Ayy, ay-a-ayy) Hair out Hair out, ayy (Ayy, ay-a-ayy) Hair out Hair out, ayy Ayy, ayy (Tearin' my hair out, yeah) You got me tearin' all my hair out Hair out, yeah (I can already hear people hating the song) (Yeah?) (Ugh, scrap it, start again)