guess the chase atlantic song

she just hit the ground and now she's lying on the floor woah

tell me what's the point in living?

while you're talking she shoots, diamorphine right into her veins

the powder will become your new obsession, so your friends won't stay close

get them bitches outside, please don't let them in at all

this world is big, it'll kill me if I don't figure shit out

what's the point of love if it's not real?

you can't change in a day, so I spend every second taking care of my brain

so let me show you just a couple little things, you can do when you're with him

feel the affection through a chemical rush

i'ma scorch every motherfucker in the game 'cause there's nothing left to do

i persuade her with my own complications

can't pick my face off the floor on some GTA shit

nobody told me I'd be lonely when I'm famous, the only number on my phone I haven't changed yet

with no perception of time, it's almost quarter-to-five

i've been ducking, dipping, dodging traffic

i might say i love her but im lying

though we don't talk, i'll miss our conversations

go ahead, just tell me i'm to blame, i know you need attention

pour another shot, make strong one, soften up my thoughts til my minds numb

wholesome girls get a little boring

her friends never really liked me, they'll do anything they can to spite me

look what happened, i don't feed her fear, i feed her habits