Corduroy. by Ethan Reidel Lyrics

[Intro]
This the last one?
(ay, this the last one, right?)
I'mma keep this one short

[Verse]
I feel like I'm dyin' on the inside
My blood boils at the thought of bein' inside
My own head is the place of the dead
But I try to stay alive so I hide from myself
Always been shy
Fuckin' hate alcohol, but I party still
Feed anxiety about missing life's thrill
Wanna take my phone and go destroy that shit
Social media the devil it can suck a dick
I'm alone in a big world
I got dreams but my mind make it difficult to unfurl
I spend hours in my basement listenin' to Earl
I don't go out either, I be like Earl
I smoke good weed but I ain't get high
Just made as fuck watching my money dry
Threw up six times this morning
'cause fuck it
I get me feelin' somethin' hope I make it out
Hope I touch the sky
[Hook]
Countin' stacks
Spittin' facts
Eatin' babybacks

That's the dream
Smokin' green
Get me to relax

I'm a fiend for
The happiness
I'm in pursuit of

Let's get high
And spend the time
Because I'm fuckin' screwed up

I be me but I can't see what that shit means to me
All I know is what the other people think of me
But I know one thing
I'mma keep on wearin' corduroy and rockin'
'til my fuckin' death I put that on me