Xoxo

Gucci Boy:
(Hook)
Broken vase full of xanax
Hearts and kisses
Tears and heartache
Driving wild on 95
Baby I don’t want a 9 to 5 (x2)
I can’t stand a normal life
I can’t stand all of these lies
I’m too tired to keep up
I can’t speak, I’m fucked up
My mom called, she said she missed me
My neck froze, it’s like glistening
I’m sorry for all these drugs
I’m sorry being fucked up
Late nights I’m drinking down
I lost myself in a world now
I’m falling deeper now
I can’t hold on
Where can I go
Go
Popping pills, I feel the shrooms
I feel empty and alone
Baby don’t you call my phone
Baby don’t you come back home
Where can I go
Where have I gone
I can’t go on
I can’t hold on
(Hook)