Bülow, Duckwrth - SAD AND BORED

Locked up for days, I'm up in chains Counting the ways to get out of this basement Self-medicate, I'm going insane Smoke in the air, bring on the haze Sippin' on Henny, but nothing to chase it It's for the pain, I'm going insane You say you feel sorry for me I'm not sorry that this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I've made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored Bored of myself I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored Bored of myself Maybe I'm sick, only want players Some Casablanca because he's so gangster My boy's in jail, I'm a cliché Numbing my mind 'til I comatose Fortified whiskey and double the dose One for the heart, one for the soul You say you feel sorry for me I'm not sorry that this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I've made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored Bored of myself I'm sad and bored Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored Bored of myself You got me in my bag Bummer boy bummed out, life's a drag (drag) And I don't want a tat, but a puff or a drag of these menthols Feel like the devil's pissing on my mental And now I'm all pissy, like it's raining down a shit storm I'm just trying to kick it like a couple hundred centaurs But you won't let me chill, so I'm even more pissed off (what?) Say the wrong word, and it's motherfuckin' lift off (blah!) I turned my Bangkok to North Korea (North Korea) Secretly I like it when we get to screamin' (aah!) I'm so numb, I'm just tryna feel anything Pill-popping, ill-logic, mixin'-that-with-Henny thing And now I'm feeling nauseous, the anticipation's killing me (yeah) Back, back, give me 50 feet like a centipede Reject that negativity with words of similes So silly of me to ever think that you was into me Sad and bored You say you feel sorry for me, I'm not sorry Yeah, this is the best that I've been I'm not happy, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend Yeah, everything's boring and bleak I'm not hoping for better, I made my peace I'm not laughing, the truth is that I'll never be But at least I don't need to pretend I'm sad and bored (I'm sad and bored) Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (I'm sad and bored) Bored of myself I'm sad and bored (I'm sad and bored) Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm sad and bored (I'm sad and bored) Bored of myself