BPD

Why you always make
Me feel as small
As someone else
Why you always make
Me feel as though
Theres someone else
Casualty of the fall
Youre no good for my health
I
Hit the ground
Catch me here by myself

At the red light I need me my green
Tears for my effort is you feeling my scream
It's real outside
Escape from my screen
Cash rules everything around
Said I'm not her type please
But its still me that make her

I love bomb
And then I take off
Take off my mask
And show you off
She said she reject but then be wet
Told ol mans that I be no threat
But we met from her ex man
So she can't be trusted
Slow her down babe no need to rush it
Trust me
I wouldn't
But you could

See see what had happened was
I got high off love and these drugs
You my hathaway you a rush you know I love the buzz

Unseen unseen
I like you icy on me

When I love myself I'll be consistent
Not a lot of patience but I'll be persistent
I was looking at the cups I fill and mine is always missing