Stress by Dropping a Popped Locket Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm ready for what I deserve (Deserve)
No steadying time as it turns (It turns)
Pangea, uh, broken up, uh
Sangria, uh, open cup, uh
Drinkin', sippin', more to living than just rippin' bongs
Listen children, mom's no different than her mom's
Chicken soup is for the soul, but that's not what I am on
My gas tank empty but I'ma skid this through
Won't even place but I can't let down the pit crew
[Chorus]
Stress
Uh
[Verse 2]
There's constantly calling for rest in my head
It's clawing, forming a nest in my bed
I'm depressed, I hate sunlight, not bitching
But all of these bug bites stay red
Battle forever (Battle forever)
I am a vet (I am a vet)
But a vet among war, no vet among paws (No vet among paws)
Cause all of my pets are dead
My backyard a cemetery, I'm wet and ready
Moist, check, poise, check
No sweat, no sweater on
No mom's spaghetti
This monster medley is jaded
Butterflies in the belly of Satan
[Pre-Chorus]
For real
The hospital said that the way that I'm living is killing me (Killing me, killing me)
For real
This typical ritual: this day to day, this...ugh
For real
My oldest is talking, like talking
Still calls me her daddy, no difference
For real
She told me the face I was making on FaceTime was silly
I'm goofy but losing my patience, it's getting ridiculous
[Chorus]
Stress
[Verse 3]
DT (Who tho?) Anyone
Freebies (Who tho?) For everyone!
What do you get back?
Leg out for my winning run (Uh)
Stressed out like I'm 21 (Sheesh)
8 years later, I'm 2 brash and untreatable
Zero, one, you know what's crazy?
In less than a week I'll have a two and a three year old
Bruh, stay out of the water like hair dryers
Not even your concern if you don't stand by us
Dope, took all the trash to the curb but the garbageman dashed by
Gross, they're lingering, fingering egos
No heroes emerge in a cave of your past life
[Pre-Chorus]
For real
Nothing in this discussion will start to materialize the dust and wind
For real
My heart beat needs to drummers, please bring the percussion in
For real
My fathers ideals about life clash with mine, we're just joe strummin'
For real
I father, I do, I can't deal with the time lost
They won't get any younger
[Chorus]
Stress
I'm ready for what I deserve (Deserve)
No steadying time as it turns (It turns)
Pangea, uh, broken up, uh
Sangria, uh, open cup, uh
Drinkin', sippin', more to living than just rippin' bongs
Listen children, mom's no different than her mom's
Chicken soup is for the soul, but that's not what I am on
My gas tank empty but I'ma skid this through
Won't even place but I can't let down the pit crew
[Chorus]
Stress
Uh
[Verse 2]
There's constantly calling for rest in my head
It's clawing, forming a nest in my bed
I'm depressed, I hate sunlight, not bitching
But all of these bug bites stay red
Battle forever (Battle forever)
I am a vet (I am a vet)
But a vet among war, no vet among paws (No vet among paws)
Cause all of my pets are dead
My backyard a cemetery, I'm wet and ready
Moist, check, poise, check
No sweat, no sweater on
No mom's spaghetti
This monster medley is jaded
Butterflies in the belly of Satan
[Pre-Chorus]
For real
The hospital said that the way that I'm living is killing me (Killing me, killing me)
For real
This typical ritual: this day to day, this...ugh
For real
My oldest is talking, like talking
Still calls me her daddy, no difference
For real
She told me the face I was making on FaceTime was silly
I'm goofy but losing my patience, it's getting ridiculous
[Chorus]
Stress
[Verse 3]
DT (Who tho?) Anyone
Freebies (Who tho?) For everyone!
What do you get back?
Leg out for my winning run (Uh)
Stressed out like I'm 21 (Sheesh)
8 years later, I'm 2 brash and untreatable
Zero, one, you know what's crazy?
In less than a week I'll have a two and a three year old
Bruh, stay out of the water like hair dryers
Not even your concern if you don't stand by us
Dope, took all the trash to the curb but the garbageman dashed by
Gross, they're lingering, fingering egos
No heroes emerge in a cave of your past life
[Pre-Chorus]
For real
Nothing in this discussion will start to materialize the dust and wind
For real
My heart beat needs to drummers, please bring the percussion in
For real
My fathers ideals about life clash with mine, we're just joe strummin'
For real
I father, I do, I can't deal with the time lost
They won't get any younger
[Chorus]
Stress