My mental den Lyrics

Yeah, I think about it often

It's not done yet

You left me like an option

Could be easily disguised as evolving

But you're just busy in your thoughts and I called it

Your narcissistic organ was starvin

And sometimes

The easy way in

Just be the easy way out

I know all along that you have been figuring something out

Because in theory I've been you, I've been done this before

And now that you're doing it to me, it hurts just a little bit more

And so

I just be so incredibly sore

Mentally, my mental den

Is just about to implore

And I'd be learning some more

When I keep dating these

Whores

She said

Turn around again

And do this all over

And then I went back into this disastrous bend

Right when I thought it was over

I never thought satisfaction could get more colder

Write your lines and your poems

Adding the love that you're pourin

Why you cease to explore?

Your mind and your soul

Is just entirely poor

You should seek gratification, not negate you

Over the myths and relations and accusations

You were

Creating

Do you ever wanna crush your skull

And leave a hole in the wall

So the next whore in the car

Can know who you are

And send letters

"I hope you feel better!"

They never really care to do anything better

So why go across the sky for them

And make pretend I'm alright

So they can feel that ignite

Sometimes I just wish I lived somewhere cooler

Maybe then I wouldn't be such a fool when all these people run into me

Asking how I am

How I am?

Do you even know me?

Phony ass think they a trophy when they really just bologna (bah-low-knee)

Bologna

(Bah-Lawg-Nah)