Acting Out So I Wrote A Ballad Lyrics

Teeterboi

Teeterboi

It's time to wake up

Findin bliss in some ignorance

Emotions overflowing

Kiss me once and I admit it

Open seat in the civic coupe

Smoke a blunt or two, tell me what you finna do

Out for dinner, then later we twirlin in the rain, fallin in love

In a minute, she hate it, I can't take it, and we fallin apart

Talk a lot when your legs can't stand for long

I long for a partner who won't look at me like a narcotic

I fiend off this shit

I bleed on this bitch

When the lights go low

Who you calling back to feel

Up on your divine skin

I may just make the time again

I fiend off this shit

I bleed on this bitch

When the lights go low

Who you calling back to feel

Up on your divine skin

I may make time

To fall back in love

Is like Russian roulette

It's gonna take me a little time

Perfect lil sun of mine

Where it just rain no shine

Where there's faith in you and I

Suicide

Lose my mind

That's the downfall, where my truth resides

I haven't been sleeping in smoke like I used to

I've been high on mental illness, like we used to

I've been dying on the inside, what do you do?

I make millions in my head, manifest that shit

Like a dead man rising

A check I got it

A bitch a bitch

Tell Jesus Christ I lost it

Tell me myself and I, I'm dry, I can't just drop it

Lost lil soul in a pond of trauma

A lotta talkin

But this shit just taunting me

In a world of misery, I just don't know how to act now

Teeterboi

Teeterboi

It's time to wake up

It's time to wake up

Look at myself in the mirror

Take two looks, who put this mascara on my face

It's draining me, and I'm running in place

I'm fucking it in the face

Tryna get through life

At a minuscule pace

Yung russian made

They don't make em like this anymore like yung teeter boi do

Like Yung teeterboi do

I move silently in the dark, so you never seen my moves

And you

Keep me on my toes, don't kick the bucket, this boi from Russia

Gonna get his woes

I blow over the sky when I get so high

Makin friends with the birds, they telling me im that guy

The guy with psychosis I know this, im betting on Moses

To drown me away

Another day I pray

Run into the sun, bitches can't throw no shade

I fiend off this shit

I bleed on this bitch

When the lights go low

Who you calling back to feel

Up on your divine skin

I may just make the time again

I fiend off this shit

I bleed on this bitch

When the lights go low

Who you calling back to feel

Up on your divine skin

I may make time

To fall back in love

Is like Russian roulette

It's gonna take me a little time

Perfect lil sun of mine

Where it just rain no shine

Where there's faith in you and I

Suicide

Lose my mind

That's the downfall, where my truth resides

I haven't been sleeping in smoke like I used to

I've been high on mental illness, like we used to

I've been dying on the inside, what do you do?

I make millions in my head, manifest that shit like a dead man rising

A check I got it

A bitch a bitch

Tell Jesus Christ I lost it

Tell me myself and I, I'm dry, I can't just drop it

Lost lil soul in a pond of trauma

A lotta talkin

But this shit just taunting me

In a world of misery, I just don't know how to act now