So, you're saying I'm no good
(That's right)
Well, it's just that I'm misunderstood
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
Lost my mind, got no time
But please give me credit for
Well, I do so much for me
That's what you wanna see
So what the hell is wrong with me?
Where is my ever clear?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Where is my, ooh?
Got some money, buy a drink, run from problems
I don't think of things I should do
Well, I'm wasted and confused, maybe I was just born to lose
And I know I'm your favorite tragedy
What the hell is wrong with me?
Where is my ever clear?
Where is my, ooh?
Love you, leave you
What the hell am I supposed to do?
It's everything dear to me
My escape from reality
Hold it close, it's my best friend
Staying with me till the end
Wake up in the morning find myself
Reaching for the next bottle on the shelf
Now I know what I want
Now I know how to get
Now I know where I'm going
(No, I don't)
Well, I do so much for me
Now I know where I'm going
(No, I don't)
Now I know where I'm going
(No, I don't)
Man, I do what's best for me
Artist: Playboi Carti
Artist: All That Remains
Artist: Agents Of Oblivion