Lyrics Royalty - Thoreau

I'm swimming through a hurricane
(What you want from me?)
I got a feeling either way
(That that ain't good enough)
But I can't help you not today
So leave a message at the tone.

I know it's hard to comprehend
That you're the only one with issues.
I guess I could spare to recommend
You get yourself a box of tissues.

If I get one more sorry ass "come feel bad for me"
I might disappear forever with no fucking sympathy
Ima make it rain on your pity parade believe me.
Let me spell it out for you again, you ain't royalty.

Yeah.

What the fuck you want from me girl
I ain't got time for this is
What you get for trusting me girl
I pay no mind to this and
All this talk about you in love
This ain't no fairy tale I
Think it's time you start growing up
True life is way too real
I'm done playing your favorite game
I'm switching lanes I'm tapping out.
All these times you lashing out
Just gave me more to rap about
I guess I owe you something for that, huh?
But don't let me catch you holding your breath, yeah.