I've been feeling a little tired
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
Yesterday I felt slightly cluttered
I couldn't mutter
The response to your question
I developed a stutter
Don't want to give off any sort of negativity
But i don't care anyway so f*ck her
I started fighting the bed
Punching all my pillows
Good at giving head
Killing all my sorrows
Good at getting heads
I could go on a spree
I'm good at understanding you but shit at understanding me
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I've been feeling a little tired
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
Pubjoke - Walking Lyrics
Pubjoke - Walking Lyrics
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I've been feeling a little tired
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
Yesterday I felt slightly cluttered
I couldn't mutter
The response to your question
I developed a stutter
Don't want to give off any sort of negativity
But i don't care anyway so f*ck her
I started fighting the bed
Punching all my pillows
Good at giving head
Killing all my sorrows
Good at getting heads
I could go on a spree
I'm good at understanding you but shit at understanding me
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I've been feeling a little tired
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
Yesterday I felt slightly cluttered
I couldn't mutter
The response to your question
I developed a stutter
Don't want to give off any sort of negativity
But i don't care anyway so f*ck her
I started fighting the bed
Punching all my pillows
Good at giving head
Killing all my sorrows
Good at getting heads
I could go on a spree
I'm good at understanding you but shit at understanding me
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I could give in a while
I cant't even fake a smile
I have a problem
You know my problems
I've been feeling a little tired
My stomach hurts and my legs are on fire
Been taking medicine
To help me feel like my old self again
But what if I don't know exactly what I was
I am walking endless fields to build back my trust
I don't need no fancy clothes
Go to the supermarket
But the supermarkets closed
Writer: ED HILL, SHAYE SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid