THE SH*T - GOLDHOUSE/Nevve

Lyricist：G. Harris/K. Bumford

It's two AM and we ain't talked at all

Too busy getting into it

What was your name drawing a blank

'Cause after all I just wanted something

Addicted to the rush and

I could throw a pebble down the street

Hit twenty three versions of you

Don't you worry I won't wait for you to call

I just so my own thing addicted to my own

I I f**k with myself nobody else

Not waiting up for ya

Why is a miracle

Burst in the light of shadow

I love myself most of all

Tell me what's so wrong with that

Drink up the alcohol

Toast to the life of pleasure

It's not egotistical

When you know that you are the sh*t

Used to feel a little overwhelmed

When I was always oh so low

Traded heart ache for a glass of confidence

Guess I'm just a baller

I want it to last longer

Now the trouble isn't losing sleep

It's just the sleep is losing me

Be my nights into a hazy memory

Buzzing like a doorbell

I just be my own self

I I f**k with myself nobody else

Not waiting up for ya

What is a miracle

Burst in the light of shadow

I love myself most of all

Tell me what's so wrong with that

Drink up the alcohol

Toast to the life of pleasure

It's not egotistical

When you know that you are the sh*t

When you know that you are the sh*t

Not waiting up for ya

Not waiting up for ya

It's not egotistical

When you know that you are the sh*t