attention *** Lyrics – ericdoa
Fortune swan stop that ***!
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh
Baby tell what you doing for attention
Late night sitting ’round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
You’re staring at your phone, hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled yes-men, fuel my obsession
Baby tell what you doing for attention
Late night sitting ’round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
You’re staring at your phone, hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled yes-men, fuel my obsession
Yeah, *** I’m sick of it
Screaming at the wall like no one’s listening
Okay you try your best to stall
Bringing up some different ***
I put aside our differences
Do I love you? Just a lil’ bit
Ooh, you can’t have me back
Sharp pain like a heart attack
I don’t wanna change baby
I don’t put no effort at all
You try to pull me into everything and get me involved
Look at me
All this *** don’t matter
***, c’est la vie
Gotta be shittin’ me
Arm within a reach
Yeah, you can’t lie to me
Everyday is the same, I let all that *** rain
But it’s all different when yo’ ass come around
All the loss in my brain
I forget my own name
I just pray you’ll get me off the ground
Baby tell what you doing for attention
Late night sitting ’round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
You’re staring at your phone, hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled yes-men, fuel my obsession
Can’t help you from feeling empty
I hate the pictures that you send me
But that’s not all of it
Taste your medicine
I hope you swallow it
Can’t be modest ***
I see your arrogance I can’t acknowledge it
Try to polish it
I just need someone I could be honest with
But you lost it
I lost so many friends just for profit
I’m off this
Keep my circles tight interlock it
Yea, I promise
Say you toxic *** you rotten
Baby tell what you doing for attention
Late night sitting ’round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
You’re staring at your phone, hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled yes-men, fuel my obsession
Fuel my obsession I, I
I, I
Fuel my obsession