Keeping Count by Wonder the Boy Lyrics
[Verse]
You wanna be good?
Here, let me walk you through it
Let's not say shit, conversations at this point feel useless
And I like people when they ain't listing all these excuses
And you like me when I don't act like a goddamn nuisance
Wore my feelings on my sleeve, had the sleeve cut off
I walk the city half asleep, end up at different bus stops
And all the people on the buses avoid eye contact
'Cause we're all scary to each other, cities work like that
And I don't see the point of going all the way
I'd rather watch some shitty television at a homie's place
I thought it was the weekend, but it's Wednesday
I never thought my life would be this fucking boring every day
State of despondency, it's clear to me that no-one cares
Pencil sharpened to the paper, happily stuck to our chairs
But I'm not happy, and neither are you
I don't like them feelings, man, they come right outta the blue
Melancholy weather, whether or not I'm better
Whether or not it's wet isn't relevant for my sweater
Snow falling on my tongue, tongue-tied to the tether
Bonfire backfired, big bang, body beggars
No questions asked, strings attached to the photograph
I'm a mess, stab a chest, that's a body bag
Better bandage that
Bitter lavish yap
I'm the baddest at
Whatever, it's fucking rap
That's that, nothing else
(What do you care about?)
About myself
I'm only scared of what I see
I'd only care if that was we
If that was what you said you want, then why you talking?
If that was what you said you are then why you walking?
If that was what I meant to you then why you threaten?
The fuck am I supposed to do if I ain't stressing?
Fuck it, let me count my blessings
Ninety-nine, one fucking hunnid
I'm the bestest
You wanna be good?
Here, let me walk you through it
Let's not say shit, conversations at this point feel useless
And I like people when they ain't listing all these excuses
And you like me when I don't act like a goddamn nuisance
Wore my feelings on my sleeve, had the sleeve cut off
I walk the city half asleep, end up at different bus stops
And all the people on the buses avoid eye contact
'Cause we're all scary to each other, cities work like that
And I don't see the point of going all the way
I'd rather watch some shitty television at a homie's place
I thought it was the weekend, but it's Wednesday
I never thought my life would be this fucking boring every day
State of despondency, it's clear to me that no-one cares
Pencil sharpened to the paper, happily stuck to our chairs
But I'm not happy, and neither are you
I don't like them feelings, man, they come right outta the blue
Melancholy weather, whether or not I'm better
Whether or not it's wet isn't relevant for my sweater
Snow falling on my tongue, tongue-tied to the tether
Bonfire backfired, big bang, body beggars
No questions asked, strings attached to the photograph
I'm a mess, stab a chest, that's a body bag
Better bandage that
Bitter lavish yap
I'm the baddest at
Whatever, it's fucking rap
That's that, nothing else
(What do you care about?)
About myself
I'm only scared of what I see
I'd only care if that was we
If that was what you said you want, then why you talking?
If that was what you said you are then why you walking?
If that was what I meant to you then why you threaten?
The fuck am I supposed to do if I ain't stressing?
Fuck it, let me count my blessings
Ninety-nine, one fucking hunnid
I'm the bestest