struggles

Wonder what makes me happy again

What the fuck makes me happier, friend?

Hope that I die with a happier end

Not a thing that a ring could make me happier in

I know I struggle with drugs

And I know I struggle with love

Sometimes I'm sad as hell

And I'm not really happy to be here

Sometimes I'm mad as hell

And I'm not really happy to be here

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh-no

Aye

I got drugs, I don't need any friends (Aw)

What a surprise, I'm feelin' sick again (Yeah)

Dilated, tryin' to walk on the edge

Told myself I wouldn't do it again

So if I can't come back to you, then let's talk like I'm gone forever

I'd buy back the time with you I wasted, it's better late than never

We contrast, to tell the truth, without me you'll probably be better

With my last breath, inhale smoke and get high one last time, whatever

I know I struggle with drugs

And I know I struggle with love

Sometimes I'm sad as hell

And I'm not really happy to be here

Sometimes I'm mad as hell

And I'm not really happy to be here

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-uh-oh

Uh-oh, oh, oh, oh-no