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Fml Lyrics by James Colt

2020

Fuck my life, it don't mean shit, I’m gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist, I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up, don’t know what the day is
I'ma fuck my pain up until I'm painless
Fuck my life it don't mean shit I'm gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up don't know what the day is
I’ma fuck my pain up until I’m painless

Lately I don't care how this shit is gonna end
In the end I can tell who the fuck’s really my friend
I could tell who's really there no this life ain't really fair
We can't all be millionaires, no this life ain’t really fair
I was scared of the future with doubt in my will
Shedding my past looking for a nеw feel
Don't think I need a new thrill, no I don't need me no pills
But I do trip on occasion, don't give a fuck what you saying
I ain't playing fuck no I ain't signing to satan

Fuck my lifе, it don't mean shit, I'm gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist, I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up, don't know what the day is
I'ma fuck my pain up until I'm painless
Fuck my life it don't mean shit I'm gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up don't know what the day is
I'ma fuck my pain up until I'm painless


I go crazy for you, I'm going psycho
Hate to say that it's true but yuh I know
What it do I still see you with my eyes closed
As the night goes on dusk turns dawn
I'm so bad at conversation it feels like an obligation
My life I'm contemplating, it's so full of complications
So I take my medication, product of my generation
Yeah I hate it, I can't take it why my body always aching
Wake up shaking run away, I try escaping
I get faded till the day ends and they all just wanna be famous
She don't even know what my name is
I guess we just don't relate it's fine with me
In time you'll see just how it be (just how it be)

Fuck my life, it don't mean shit, I'm gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist, I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up, don't know what the day is
I'ma fuck my pain up until I'm painless
Fuck my life it don't mean shit I'm gonna waste it
Most nights I just don't exist I just get wasted
I don't wanna wake up don't know what the day is
I'ma fuck my pain up until I'm painless
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About “Fml” by James Colt

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