Who's gonna rescue me
Pressure, succeed
Feel I can't breathe
Who's gonna rescue me
Rescue me
Pressure, succeed
All consume me
It's up to me who's gonna rescue me

The liar’s coffin
I think about this often
I shouldn’t be coughing
I can’t like it then get off it
Cut through the street on a pin
The razer be hitting my shin
Bones make their way to the bin
A beautiful girl is so thin
I buzz (buss) in her mouth like a Zyn
Forget all the things that I knew
Pour bubbly all on the gin
Don’t tell what she do to the crew
Fall down on these carts again
Cooking without a recipe
Folding all my cards again
Who will rescue me?

Probably think that I’m fucking bitches
Other ones like it’s some sickness
Probably think that’s why I act suspicious
Guarding (Garden) my heart, how deep the seed is
I’m just looking for the field that’s greenest
Fantasy land, all cream and peaches
But all love sucks
Like some motherfucking leeches
Flew you out to see the fam
Don’t want much but to be your man
And now you acting like just some fan
Said it wasn’t for the soundtracks, damn
But I guess if one girl lies, then all girls can
Yeah, you blew me into whirlwinds
Got my head all swirling
Now the weight that I hold is more than I’m curling

Pressure, succeed
Feel I can't breathe
Who's gonna rescue me
Rescue me
Pressure, succeed
All consume me
It's up to me
Who's gonna rescue me