Made 2 Luv

Bled dry of
Dopamine
Kicked the bucket over
Tryna stay clean

Bruised ego
Little win
Pick the fruit from purple skin

So tired
Wide awake
Day dreaming of the sword in the lake

Watch spiders
She screams
Another scene
On the cinema screen

Same old story I just missed your call
Chained to the ceiling I just lost it all

Public order
Wake up
Working office coffee break
Quick fuck

Young artist
Too tough
Full of hate but made to love

Obsessed with your promises now
You give another warning
I'll call you in the morning

Caught by the words from mouth
You tell me there's an issue
And then you say I miss you

I've heard it before just like

Same old story I just missed your call
Chained to the ceiling I just lost it all