Ribbons

I got a tendency to build up dependencies And I got problems, but they aren't the end of me She got chocolates and I got tissues Impulses in my brain diffuse I stay driving my bruk down saloon Like me I think it's got issues Still I put it down for the crew they know how I'm living At my own pace I don't touch no ribbons I just wanna pop two bottles and skank to a riddem Yeah you know them ones Both hands on your head and skank, that one Head in my hands, mind blank them ones I guess it's just one of them ones Up past Leicester on the M1 Now I'm in Leeds like the Otely run Me and Latif put our souls in the gun And we let it go on this one Spent too much time looking for my sun And don't mean a little man son More like happiness in mans lungs Exhale, breathe on Exhale, breathe on Bad energies can they be gone Bad energies can they be gone Exhale, breathe on Exhale, breathe on Telling me that I'll keep on Keep telling me that I'll keep on The man in front of me in the queue just won a hundred pounds And they said scratch cards are for clowns I could do with a hundred now A hundred miles away from perfect Texting my ex like I must belong in a circus Oh well I got feelings in surplus I'm nervous Aren't you Nowhere near where I wanna be The truth I don't know if I wanna leave Summer fruits in my juice don't bother me Summer fruits in my juice don't Honestly, honestly I'm just breathing init Hold it down whilst I'm init I want all of the digits All of the medals and all of the ribbons So what I know that I'm different I don't care if this ain't well written But most times I feel hell ridden If I lie to myself it's okay But if I lie to my boys I'm trippin If fly to the moon will it go away All the pain that's hidden Exhale, breathe on Exhale, breathe on Bad energies can they be gone Bad energies can they be gone Exhale, breathe on Exhale, breathe on Telling me that I'll keep on Keep telling me that I'll keep on