Lyrics Ffs - Chris Ash

Fuck the coy shit
The voices annoyed as shit
I poison the points and I point at shit
The sword and the shield on that foreign shit
My boys are my boys, brought their toys in this
Enough of the boring shit
I'm up and I'm soaring bitch, red and I'm sore as shit
Told a bitch that we can split and I'm sort of rich
Casting these stones at glass homes and these fortresses

Popping these pills for sanity's sake
You do what you do for vanity's sake
Got 'em all falling for gravity's sake
Too good to be true, You have to be fake
Two faces, two faces stop looking away
You hate it, I hate it but we aren't the same
I do this to vent and you do it for fame
Either way, we'll both go insane

You can think what you want
Every word that I've spoken, said and done
They're convinced that I'm living on the run
What the fuck, are you really that dumb
She calling me daddy, I'll make 'em my sons
Breaking the limits, I'm breaking a blunt
Fuck all your gimmicks, you're being a cunt
I'll just tell the truth, don't care if I'm shunned

I'm burning these bridges cause you wouldn't listen
You made your decision, now you're reminiscing
Of when it was perfect
I hope it was worth it
You're hearing my verses, I'm hoping it hurts
When there's nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run
At a loss for breath, these empty lungs
Force out two last words, I'm done
Your other face has got a silver tongue

Popping these pills for sanity's sake
You do what you do for vanity's sake
Got 'em all falling for gravity's sake
Too good to be true, You have to be fake
Two faces, two faces stop looking away
You hate it, I hate it but we aren't the same
I do this to vent and you do it for fame
Either way, we'll both go insane

I've been stressin', never got the message, take it slow
Breakin' beats with broken spirit then I break an O
Runnin' from myself, refuse to stop, I only go
On the dro, I'm bout to blow but am I bout to blow
Honestly, I couldn't tell ya homie, I don't know
Put it all in the shit, I'm talking heart and soul
Smokin' to escape, without the high it isn't home
Depression is my problem, lately it's just gone unknown

I don't give a fuck if you don't like me
Gun to my head, just do it, Nike
Too scared to pull it, please don't remind me
Runnin' from my demons, there's no use hiding, damn
Suicidal but you don't believe it
All the pain, believe me bro, trust me, I've fuckin' seen it
They use me for my benefits, I guess they fuckin' reap it
You say you love me lately, tell me do you fuckin' mean it

Popping these pills for sanity's sake
You do what you do for vanity's sake
Got 'em all falling for gravity's sake
Too good to be true, You have to be fake
Two faces, two faces stop looking away
You hate it, I hate it but we aren't the same
I do this to vent and you do it for fame
Either way, we'll both go insane