Must Be Nice
Roman Gabriel Luna, Jerick Ternida Quilisadio
These plastic trees
Don't help with air
Ur hands on me
My hands stop air
It's hard to breathe
When no ones here
It must be nice
To never care
Uve heard it all before so I'm quiet
Inside my heart yea I feel a riot
If ur hurting bad then so am I
It must be so nice to sleep at night
It must be so nice to sleep at night
To have the time
A heart so tainted
That the promise of death
Is entertainment
and still I fiend for ur flesh
And I deleted
All that u said
We never mean it
Now u back in my bed
Telling me secrets
who u tryna forget
Im getting loaded
Ain't talking Russian roulette
What u been drinking
Just spin the bottle again
I'm overthinking
All that I am
I'm just A waste of ur breath