Lyrics simcard - DayEXSO

(DayEXSO!)
That's what my producer tag is

Locked out of my room, locked out of my headspace
If I play my cards right I wouldn't have no deck space
If I told you how I'd feel I'd leave you red faced
Maybe we can be some friends, that'd be the best case

Locked out of my room, locked out of my headspace
If I play my cards right I wouldn't have no deck space
If I told you how I'd feel I'd leave you red faced
Maybe we can be some friends, that'd be the best case

About for a year, I didn't have a phone
And then what, I guess she loves me
Really should've known
We can move to Rome
I'm feeling like a clone
Feeling like an overbite, I'm feeling overgrown

I should get a loan
Get a brand new record, that's all I'll ever own
I'm feeling weak as bones
And now it's all beginning
Because you're all in my own
And I'm all in your phone

At least I got my bed, at least I got my light
At least that I can turn it off for when I sleep at night
Ever since you saw me I've been doing better out of spite
Be a better person, don't be a fuckin' uptight
Bastard
Listening to Tyler's bastard
Realizing that I should've done better
That shit that'd would've mattered
But I guess it's all up to all my last word
This beat has been so standard
I own my masters
I cut my arm, I need a plaster
And then, guess what, no one fuckin' answered
You all a bunch of sheep, call that vast herd

What do I know, does it matter?
Serving me up on a silver platter
Again and again, feeling my ways
Feeling the same

(DayEXSO!)