The truth is
I've been feeling burnt out
From all of this weed smoke in my clouds
From never having time and spending the rest laying around
I can't come down except for when I'm sober my friend
Just tell me when this shitty party's over
I wanna go home
Tryna find a little peace
I wanna live my life alone
And if you've got my phone number
Leave that shit alone too
Anytime I get a call
I watch it ring 'till it's through
Say Andrew how the f*ck you do all that
How you do it and do it right the first time
Yeah
I don't really know
Truth is I just live and then I let shit go
Cause y'all know how it goes
Find your own flow
Fall in line quietly and watch the damn show
I can show you all the flaws in my sobriety
And let the smoke grow underneath a society that's covered in crimson and pink snow
Buck - burning out Lyrics
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The truth is
I've been feeling burnt out
From all of this weed smoke in my clouds
From never having time and spending the rest laying around
I can't come down except for when I'm sober my friend
Just tell me when this shitty party's over
I wanna go home
Tryna find a little peace
I wanna live my life alone
And if you've got my phone number
Leave that shit alone too
Anytime I get a call
I watch it ring 'till it's through
Say Andrew how the f*ck you do all that
How you do it and do it right the first time
Yeah
I don't really know
Truth is I just live and then I let shit go
Cause y'all know how it goes
Find your own flow
Fall in line quietly and watch the damn show
I can show you all the flaws in my sobriety
And let the smoke grow underneath a society that's covered in crimson and pink snow
I've been feeling burnt out
From all of this weed smoke in my clouds
From never having time and spending the rest laying around
I can't come down except for when I'm sober my friend
Just tell me when this shitty party's over
I wanna go home
Tryna find a little peace
I wanna live my life alone
And if you've got my phone number
Leave that shit alone too
Anytime I get a call
I watch it ring 'till it's through
Say Andrew how the f*ck you do all that
How you do it and do it right the first time
Yeah
I don't really know
Truth is I just live and then I let shit go
Cause y'all know how it goes
Find your own flow
Fall in line quietly and watch the damn show
I can show you all the flaws in my sobriety
And let the smoke grow underneath a society that's covered in crimson and pink snow
Writer: Andrew Buckendorf
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid