TALK - Verzache

Lyrics by：Verzache

Composed by：FOMY/Verzache

Yeah too many problems I don't talk about

Keep 'em bottled inside then I pass out

Too many things in my head

I don't even know what I'm thinking at the time

Think I gotta rewind

Think about what's going on

Think about why I wanna die

Think I gotta re

Nothing getting done

Nothing that I do

Wish I had another way to go through

Let it get to you

What is it to you

Could you help me if I told you what I needed to

Feels like it's s'posed to

I been working underground I ain't want to

About to knock the basement

I been hiding from the world wanna change ****

What I gotta do

Got some now we talk and spoke the truth

I don't have no problems with you

Tryna stick around without the glue

What I gotta do

Got some now we talk and spoke the truth

I don't have no problems with you

Tryna stick around without the glue

I'll leave now

Put my phone down

Need some help now

Can't do it by myself nah

I'm tryna change myself now

For the better

For the better

For the better

For the better

For the better

For the better

For the better

What I gotta do

Got some now we walk and spoke the truth

I don't have no problems with you

Tryna stick around without the glue

What I gotta do

Got some now we talk and spoke the truth

I don't have no problems with you

Tryna stick around without the glue

What's inside of my own head

What's inside of my own head

What's inside my own head

I'm never leaving my own bed

I'm hiding now until I'm dead

Let me figure out my head

Too many things in my head

I don't even know what I'm thinking at the time

Think I gotta rewind

Think about what's going on

Think about why I wanna die

Think I gotta re

Too many things in my head

I don't even know what I'm thinking at the time

Think I gotta rewind

Think about what's going on

Think about why I wanna die

Think I gotta re-

I don't know what I'm thinking at the time

Think I gotta rewind

Think about what's going on

One of my *******

Too many *******

Why are you listening

All these things that are sick

I got too many *******

Get the money I'm richer

Too many *******

Get the money I'm richer

Yeah

I got too many problems I don't talk about

Keep 'em bottled inside then I pass out