Brakence Argyle Lyrics

[Intro]
So can you
f*ck off? I don't need your hand
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man—
Bloom to death

[Verse 1]
I was tryna make a living
Well I did, and now I don't wanna live at all
And you wonder why I'm distant
My only friend is whatever I was trippin' off
Yeah, but you would never get it
You turned my personality into some kind of fetish
You think it's all copacetic
I hit your pen and then I lost it
Ever since then, I've been manic and exhausted
Think I wanna die and I can't keep my mind off it
Twenty-four-seven headache and I'm always nauseous
Cut my losses 'cause I can never tеll if it's somethin' I really wanted

[Pre-Chorus]
Would you f*ck off?
I don't need your hand
You thought it was lovе, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man
[Chorus]
I just, I just wanna be dead (Don't be that brash)
I just, I just wanna be dead (Like) Yeah, I just wanna be dead (Real fr— Wake the f*ck up)
I just, I just wanna be dead (Who you really call— Real fr)

[Verse 2]
Run away from me, baby, block my cell
Judgment Day is comin', I'ma rot in hell and
I'm too f*ckin' cowardly to off myself
All the talk don't help, you just not gon—
Okay, I started all this shit as an outlet
Now everybody plug in where they mouth is
So I burned out, all my thoughts were clouded
I was shocked by this shit that I shouted
And an old friend told me that I sold out
So I laughed and said, "All I wear is argyle"
'Cause you'd think that maybe I'd set the bar too high
When I'm strugglin' to find a way to waste my time

[Pre-Chorus]
Just f*ck off, I don't need your hand
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man
[Chorus]
I just, I just wanna be dead (f*ck)
I just wanna be dead
I just, I just wanna be dead
I just wanna be dead