Lyrics Deeper Meanings* - TUESDAY

It's fucking ridiculous
You write down what you think's a diss
It's so fucking pathetic
Your words are not cathartic, so basic
No facts, your emotions baseless
My love loves to show no faces
Take your heart across the races
Masing any faker's a-list
You think I'll just catch this throw and run it to the hills?
I asked to go to your house last year and we've been distant since this
I've been building my own census
Words I planned across in heat
Yet I'm a claustrophobic niche
My fans best bust down these doors of mine
And solve this depression divine
I know these bills, leave shaking still
My knees are quick though
Acid hits so quick man when eleven
If your heart's broken on caution
Get a fake heart boy and build it up again

I'm so blind
And I'm so sorry
(Oh, oh-)
I'm never gonna call you again
Please read my journals behind my back
(Oh, oh-)
I'm a romance-ridden wreck
Even with this grass on check
I've got so much life beating in my chest
(Oh, oh-)
I'm too busy for distractions
I'm permanently in distress
(One more time)

(Mother fucker!)

I'm starting to feel bad
I don't think that you'll text me back
All of your friends continue to bombard me with mentions of these acts
You can flee all of you want I'm not telling you to fly by (by)
In my deeper rings hide larger things that you can't seem to get by (get by)
My option is to sit by (sit by)
Can't deduce any other out
This game has made my brain decay much more than any other thing
I know I ended up so lucky
I'm not your tree anymore you can see that
The saddest part comes to how you have reacted
My own self's been so spastic
And been trashing items in my room
To connect healthy feelings
Feeling stretched out by my wrists and ankles
Power gives such distance for me
I'll lay down and wait for you to trip
Doesn't work so well when you're across the road and we both sit

I'm so blind
And I'm so sorry
I'm never gonna call you again
(Mind on delirium
I'm not going, nor am gone)

Please read my journals behind my back
I'm a romance-ridden wreck
(And so blind on it
I'm so blind, baby)

Even with this grass on check
I've got so much life beating in my chest
(Rough, like an animal
Any instance I'm off call)

I'm too busy for distractions
I'm permanently in distress

You know how we've never fucked but
I'd deduce you as to be the best
(Emotions drawn,
Everything is on the wall)

I'm not gonna make you fester
Leave me before the hecklers step in