Crown

Black cards, NASCARs, what's life worth if we all wanna be stars?

Obsessed, it's dark, everything we do just makes us fall apart

I'm not tryna say we won't make it, all y'all friends they say just make it

Guess I'm tryna say we won't make it, all y'all friends they say

why we gotta act like we're perfect pretending that we are isn't worth it

nothing these days breaks the surface what's the purpose

it kills me but i guess that i like how it feels

i'm out of luck the clock is ticking and i don't give a fuck i'm not trying to say it won't make it

all your friends they say just fake it yes i'm trying to say it won't make it all your friends

they say why we gotta act like we're perfect pretending that we are isn't worth it nothing

these days breaks the surface what's the purpose oh my sweet devil's just a king without a