Released on April 4, 2019

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I don’t wanna tolerate you

Don’t ask about me, it’s bout my dollars and you

Everybody wanna mooch, that

Means I’m alone and

What fun’s a throne when

You’re in your own head

I always brag about the way I always have to flex

But it’s what I got addicted to when Xanax went and left

Done every single kind of drug

Every kind of smoke in my chest

Even though I’m fuckin’ sober lately they think I’m a mess

I’m just a label

I’m nothin to anyone, I’m unstable

I’m a fuck up, you just watch me like I’m cable

I’m a sitcom, like Jerry Seinfeld with a laugh track

Thinkin back to heartbreak inside of a hatchback

Only vibrations are notifications of

Hollow social media

No-one sayin what’s up

I left my heart in July

With my fuckin love

Now I can’t feel nothin

And It’s all numb

I don’t wanna tolerate you

Don’t ask about me, it’s bout my dollars and you

Everybody wanna mooch, that

Means I’m alone and

What fun’s a throne when

You’re in your own head