personal hell
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โฑ๏ธ 2:43 duration
๐ ID: 11070928
๐ Lyrics
If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
Pretend I'm somebody else (pull me down)
He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
I'll be your personal hell
Your hell, your hell
Am I allowed to be this desperate? It's not right
I just beg for your attention over eyes
Give me just a little bit more and I'm finished
I can just pretend that I'm yours for a minute
Do I make you feel nice when I text without reason?
You don't even reply, not even when I need it
Back and forth, out the door
No remorse
Don't let go, I'm so close
My amor
Close my eyes and pray that I get less attached (attached)
I let you treat me sort of bad
It's all I have
Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
I'm so aware of it
I hit him up, if he's a gun, I'm fucking loading it
I always let him in
I'm like a dog, he says my name and I just run to him
Pour it out, I wanna drink till I can't feel it all
In my defense, it's been a year without the alcohol
I didn't feel much better, it just helped me remember
I'm still too hung up on what we did in December
I'm so sick of it
I don't feel so well
It's a swing and a miss
Sure, you'll be back in a bit
It's my personal hell
If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
Pretend I'm somebody else (somebody down)
He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
I'll be your personal hell
Your hell, your hell
Pretend I'm somebody else (pull me down)
He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
I'll be your personal hell
Your hell, your hell
Am I allowed to be this desperate? It's not right
I just beg for your attention over eyes
Give me just a little bit more and I'm finished
I can just pretend that I'm yours for a minute
Do I make you feel nice when I text without reason?
You don't even reply, not even when I need it
Back and forth, out the door
No remorse
Don't let go, I'm so close
My amor
Close my eyes and pray that I get less attached (attached)
I let you treat me sort of bad
It's all I have
Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
I'm so aware of it
I hit him up, if he's a gun, I'm fucking loading it
I always let him in
I'm like a dog, he says my name and I just run to him
Pour it out, I wanna drink till I can't feel it all
In my defense, it's been a year without the alcohol
I didn't feel much better, it just helped me remember
I'm still too hung up on what we did in December
I'm so sick of it
I don't feel so well
It's a swing and a miss
Sure, you'll be back in a bit
It's my personal hell
If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
Pretend I'm somebody else (somebody down)
He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
I'll be your personal hell
Your hell, your hell
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.83] If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
[00:17.26] Pretend I'm somebody else (pull me down)
[00:23.30] He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
[00:29.47] I'll be your personal hell
[00:32.78] Your hell, your hell
[00:38.71] Am I allowed to be this desperate? It's not right
[00:44.97] I just beg for your attention over eyes
[00:49.30] Give me just a little bit more and I'm finished
[00:52.45] I can just pretend that I'm yours for a minute
[00:55.24] Do I make you feel nice when I text without reason?
[00:58.65] You don't even reply, not even when I need it
[01:02.77] Back and forth, out the door
[01:05.97] No remorse
[01:08.94] Don't let go, I'm so close
[01:11.97] My amor
[01:15.37] Close my eyes and pray that I get less attached (attached)
[01:21.18] I let you treat me sort of bad
[01:24.03] It's all I have
[01:26.13] Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
[01:29.18] All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
[01:32.16] Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
[01:35.22] All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
[01:38.97] I'm so aware of it
[01:40.42] I hit him up, if he's a gun, I'm fucking loading it
[01:45.26] I always let him in
[01:46.50] I'm like a dog, he says my name and I just run to him
[01:49.47] Pour it out, I wanna drink till I can't feel it all
[01:52.83] In my defense, it's been a year without the alcohol
[01:55.76] I didn't feel much better, it just helped me remember
[01:59.06] I'm still too hung up on what we did in December
[02:03.51] I'm so sick of it
[02:06.79] I don't feel so well
[02:09.63] It's a swing and a miss
[02:10.93] Sure, you'll be back in a bit
[02:12.77] It's my personal hell
[02:14.02] If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
[02:18.64] Pretend I'm somebody else (somebody down)
[02:24.94] He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
[02:31.03] I'll be your personal hell
[02:34.30] Your hell, your hell
[02:39.49]
[00:17.26] Pretend I'm somebody else (pull me down)
[00:23.30] He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
[00:29.47] I'll be your personal hell
[00:32.78] Your hell, your hell
[00:38.71] Am I allowed to be this desperate? It's not right
[00:44.97] I just beg for your attention over eyes
[00:49.30] Give me just a little bit more and I'm finished
[00:52.45] I can just pretend that I'm yours for a minute
[00:55.24] Do I make you feel nice when I text without reason?
[00:58.65] You don't even reply, not even when I need it
[01:02.77] Back and forth, out the door
[01:05.97] No remorse
[01:08.94] Don't let go, I'm so close
[01:11.97] My amor
[01:15.37] Close my eyes and pray that I get less attached (attached)
[01:21.18] I let you treat me sort of bad
[01:24.03] It's all I have
[01:26.13] Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
[01:29.18] All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
[01:32.16] Look me in my eyes, baby, make me melt
[01:35.22] All I ever do is fucking hurt myself
[01:38.97] I'm so aware of it
[01:40.42] I hit him up, if he's a gun, I'm fucking loading it
[01:45.26] I always let him in
[01:46.50] I'm like a dog, he says my name and I just run to him
[01:49.47] Pour it out, I wanna drink till I can't feel it all
[01:52.83] In my defense, it's been a year without the alcohol
[01:55.76] I didn't feel much better, it just helped me remember
[01:59.06] I'm still too hung up on what we did in December
[02:03.51] I'm so sick of it
[02:06.79] I don't feel so well
[02:09.63] It's a swing and a miss
[02:10.93] Sure, you'll be back in a bit
[02:12.77] It's my personal hell
[02:14.02] If we can't be good to ourselves (cut me out)
[02:18.64] Pretend I'm somebody else (somebody down)
[02:24.94] He wraps his hand 'round my belt (slowly now)
[02:31.03] I'll be your personal hell
[02:34.30] Your hell, your hell
[02:39.49]