Lyrics I Feel You - DavidCrypt

I don't feel good, think I need to cough up
My whole lung, my whole tongue, or something or someone
Born to be asleep, so I'd rather dream awake til I'm waking up
Damn, I feel like Frank Ocean the way that Ivy hit my lung

Jelly, dimpled cheeks, to wrinkles, calloused folds
Reaching out, know your hands are never too cold to hold
All for what the fucking hell? I'm breathing in the black mold
Yea I'm fuckin butter bro
I'm smooth and I'm on a roll

Yeaa
Meet you out back where the fences meet
talking to you is like talking to me
Like taking a leak inside of a sink, uh
Bending hotter water, my friends father got something to drink
Sorry, I don't fuck with bongs
My sweaty palms are hot, I'm just tryna blink

Shit, post and delete
Umm
Maybe archive, or screenshot?
What to believe, patch me up, or let me bleed, rot
Rot, rot, yea yea yea

You post a pic just for the response, keys lost
Weed cost, man that's crazy, I don't buy weed
Too crossed mind, sipping on that Hi-C
Come find me, you're too T'd

Ohhh
Hey man what's the time, can you check my watches?
What he say about me? He's an alcoholic
Damn, feel like redveil, the weight inside my stomach, uh
True crime, true life, Total Melancholic
Bitch

Sippin on Caprisun, trippin off a Lactaid
Smoking on a Kool-Aid, my way
Uh, your bitch a highway, living my last day,
All y'all lame, so patchmade
Uh, I'm the candle and I'm waiting to melt
Feeling lazy, keep my pants on a belt
Time weighing, I'm feeling it, felt
Another day passed, I'm filled with guilt

Face the weather, my musics better,
I fucking snapped on Splitbirth
Quill to feather, my body tethered
I had to (make a) deal to get it to work
You wanna die? Don't see it through
Tapping on the window of your room
Trust me I've felt that way too, you wanna die but don't want to
I feel you

You wanna die but you don't want to
I feel you, I really feel you tho
Trust me, I have felt that way too

I used to wake up and I'd not fuckin try to
Remember 16, wanted to die inside that high school
But now I'm 18, and part of me still wants to
But I won't do that, I found the passion and I love you

I haven't found her yet, but I'm still holding on until I do
Every single day I'm waking up very uncomfortable
I peel myself until the bone, hella sad, I'm eating lunchables
Following my dreams, so I'll sleep until I see it through
I feel you