At the end of the day, you go beyond what's expected
To pretend to relate to the crowd
You expect us to buy all of your affection
When you hit the town, faking a smile
Why you tell me that you're better
When I know you're getting worse
I can see through your poker face
I can tell you're a living curse
You missed a chance to make a friend
Oh shit, I was trying to heal
Flashback, I was in a whole effort
That you never really understand
I can try and explain it
But it seems your mind's fixed
Oh, I'm getting f*cked up off pine tricks
And getting brain damage from a pint sip
I mean, I like my gift Flashback, I didn't own it
Never really felt good as a child
So I'm trying to get my brain unfrozen
Cause I got too much I remember
And now I'm not afraid to say it
I need friends that can be more sober
I want friends that feel like we're related
Not your shit
Cause all you do is talk about the shit you used to cover up
Sorry, I'm not drenched in fun Sorry, I got tougher love
Sorry, I got real shit Sorry, I don't bury it
Sorry, I'm not a tough guy
Who can wrestle out what I'm feeling