Matt Borne - Sick Of It! lyrics

{Intro: Matt Borne} I'm running away I'm running away I'm running away from all my problems Woah {Bridge: Matt Borne} (Ooo-, huh, what, yeah, yeah!) (Yeah!) (Incoherent screaming) {Verse: Matt Borne} Uh! Yeah I'm back! (What, what!) Like I never left (Woo-, woo-, huh!) Got these b*tches on my dick They just be obsessed (Yeah) Call me John Wayne, this sh*t like the wild west (Waa-oh!) Goin' 100 on the road like its grand theft (Skrt, skrt!) Uh, fu*k! Got two hoes in the back of my Bentley truck (Yeah, waa-oh!) Haters be wilding out, (Naw, naw!) I let them run amok (Yea-oooh!) When they hearing this sh*t, they stop and starе like they awestruck (Awеstruck!) I got bags of money, call me Scrooge McDuck (Yuh, yuh, ayy!) fu*king her in the back seat (Seat!) Uh, It don't mean nothing to me (Me!) Uh, I don't feel nothing you see (No, no!) sh*t be numbing to me {Bridge: Matt Borne} I am just so sick of it, sick of it, yeah I want you so bad, but nothings going our way And I'm sick of it, ooh (Waaaa-oh, yeah!) {Hook: Matt Borne} Yeah I'm sick of it, uh! (Yea-ooh!) Sick of all the sh*t you've done (Woo-, woo!) Yeah I'm sick of it, uh! I can't believe it, move on (Ahhhh!) Yeah I'm sick of it (Yea-oooh!) You only cared about yourself Selfish b*tch, yeah I'm sick of it, huh, huh, huh! (Skrt!) Yeah I'm sick of it, uh! (Yeah!) Sick of all the sh*t you've done (Skrt!) Yeah, I'm sick of it I can't believe it, move on (Ahahah!) Yeah I'm sick of it You only cared about yourself Selfish b*tch, yeah I'm sick of it {Bridge: Henry Travers & ?} That's why I jumped in, I knew if I were drowning, you'd try to save me You see you did And that's how I saved you (Instrumental) Hell about me, you can't indefinitely go on caring for someone that doesn't care for you, can you? Well it's been done {Verse: Matt Borne} I haven't been happy in a long time (In a long time) I found that out when I looked at my story archive (My story archive) All I see is white teeth plastered on my face, not fake Genuine smiles Now I can't even force one for my senior photos (Oh no) I'm at the lowest of lows I'm dragging my toes Follow in the footsteps of my foes (Of my foes!) I'm sinking deeper in the mud, can you save me though (Can you save me though, yeah, can you save me though) But I'm the only who can help me get over you And you definitely can't And seeing other people didn't help (Didn't help) It just made me miss you more, and I'm feeling in hell, yeah (Feeling in hell, feeling in hell) Yeah this an SOS For myself I'm sick of feeling depressed I'm sick of feeling sh*tty Sick of fu*king acting like I got some secret life like I'm Walter Mitty Sick of looking for pity I won't find any from you {Outro} And I'd do anything to have you back Anything, to have you back