Slow Heart
| Title | Slow Heart |
|---|---|
| Artist | LAMEMAN |
| Album | TRAUMATIC |
| Release Date | 2021-12-15 |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | Nobody said that it’d be this hard That I’d get this scarred Now I’m zooming through the reds In a fast car I don’t care ‘bout my life I’d rather restart Imma smoke away my nights On the gram carts I’ll take your pills It don’t matter what they are As long as they make me Feel like a rockstar ‘Cause the pain is subdued Whenever the high starts A BPM of 32 I got a slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart Slow heart Slow heart, fast car Why am I conflicted? Living on the edge When I just got in remission How are you all happy Is there something that I’m missing? Taking all these shrooms Tryna find the point of living Now I’m on Lexapro It isn’t helping though I’m just tryna feel How I felt so long ago My heart is beating slow I’ve never been so low Nobody said that it’d be this hard That I’d get this scarred Now I’m zooming through the reds In a fast car I don’t care ‘bout my life I’d rather restart Imma smoke away my nights On the gram carts I’ll take your pills It don’t matter what they are As long as they make me Feel like a rockstar ‘Cause the pain is subdued Whenever the high starts A BPM of 32 I got a slow heart You might also likeSlow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart Slow heart Making big decisions I was just a little boy I was fighting for my life Didn’t get to play with toys I was fucked up off the pills Man, I didn’t have a choice I been through all sorts of trauma Can you hear it in my voice? My whole life has been a daze I’m just tryna survive it Up until this day I’m still battling, still fighting Depression and anxiety Driving me into My grave Nobody said that it’d be this hard That I’d get this scarred Now I’m zooming through the reds In a fast car I don’t care ‘bout my life I’d rather restart Imma smoke away my nights On the gram carts I’ll take your pills It don’t matter what they are As long as they make me Feel like a rockstar ‘Cause the pain is subdued Whenever the high starts A BPM of 32 I got a slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart Slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart, slow heart I gotta slow heart Slow heart Slow heart |