[Verse 1: Goji]

And now he's questioning himself and he's desperate for some help, wondering if he is ever gon' fit in

Father didn't treat him well, grew up in a living hell, so insecure but secure, it is fitting

And now he sits alone writing his thoughts on his phone, wondering if anyone out there is listening

And now he looks around, comparing himself to everyone, thinking, who will make his life worth living?

[Chorus: Goji]

Little boy from an island, never shoulda left therе

Too old to be crying, he nevеr shoulda left then

Inside he's dying, never shoulda left then

No one's replying, you're probably never get there

Little boy from an island, never shoulda left there

Too old to be crying, he never shoulda left then

Inside he's dying, never shoulda left then

No one's replying, you're probably never get there

[Post-Chorus: Goji]

But it's okay now, fuck another up

Pop some pills and stay up

I will slowly fade now

I know that he likes when he feels when he can't feel at all

When he feels like he could drop the ball

Now he's making up excuses, rolling up some deuces

Looking in the mirror and his nose is full of blue shit

I know that he likes living in another world

[?]

[Verse 2: st jimmy]

And there's this girl with stick and poke tattoos

She hates the pills that he would always chew

She's sick of all the shit he had to do

The lies, he always lies to use

And he's still going manic

Feeling erratic, pop one to fix the past

But that's not how he planned it

Shit is satanic, [?]

And this is the last time, they talk for a while

Maybe in a past life they both drank the vile

He pushed his friends and crushed some Xans, a small escape

He watched the colors fade to gray

[Chorus: Goji]

Little boy from an island, never shoulda left there

Too old to be crying, he never shoulda left then

Inside he's dying, never shoulda left then

No one's replying, you're probably never get there

Little boy from an island, never shoulda left there

Too old to be crying, he never shoulda left then

Inside he's dying, never shoulda left then

No one's replying, you're probably never get there

[Post-Chorus: Goji]

But it's okay now, fuck another up

Pop some pills and stay up

I will slowly fade now

I know that he likes when he feels when he can't feel at all

When he feels like he could drop the ball

Now he's making up excuses, rolling up some deuces

Looking in the mirror and his nose is full of blue shit

I know that he likes living in another world

[?]

[Outro]

Excuses, rolling up some deuces

Looking in the mirror and his nose is full of blue shit

I know that he likes living in another world

[?]