What You Do
I'm done with all of you
and everything you do
I'm tired of being so nice
it's like im trapped in a vice
between a rock and a hard place
im moving at such a slow pace
from doing a ton
but getting none
i dont ask for alot
im boilin' in a pot
im so contradicted
and afflicted
its all your fault
you locked me in this vault
full of despair
i couldn't get any air
suffocating from your person
it just happens to worsen
the choices you make
the promises you break
its been so hard
ive been dealt a loosing card
and everything you do
I'm tired of being so nice
it's like im trapped in a vice
between a rock and a hard place
im moving at such a slow pace
from doing a ton
but getting none
i dont ask for alot
im boilin' in a pot
im so contradicted
and afflicted
its all your fault
you locked me in this vault
full of despair
i couldn't get any air
suffocating from your person
it just happens to worsen
the choices you make
the promises you break
its been so hard
ive been dealt a loosing card
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