★ Intro ★ (Chase-Chase, Chase) (PROP, who made it?)
★ Chorus ★ I think that I'm the cause (Everything is fucked) I got my foot in the door, no, I'm stuck in my ways I feel my life's a chore (I'm never gonna stop) I feel these tremors in my core, I—
★ Post-Chorus ★ I can't recognize my face I need conviction, I need some contradiction I'll be your drama, I'll be the one you listen You'll be my drama, I'll be the one to listen I-I— I can't recognize my—
★ Verse ★ Friends from enemies It feels like everyone's a step ahеad of me And you've been sleepin' on the job, go gеt your piece You're not worth the introduction, don't remember me And I've been tryna find my self worth But I've been strugglin' with the way you lie to me I don't wanna be here, ❲?❳ on my face ★ Chorus ★ I think that I'm the cause (Everything is fucked) I got my foot in the door, no, I'm stuck in my ways I feel my life's a chore (I'm never gonna stop) I feel these tremors in my core I can't recognize my face I think that I'm the cause (Everything is fucked) I got my foot in the door, no, I'm stuck in my ways I feel my life's a chore (I'm never gonna stop) I feel these tremors in my core, I—
★ Post-Chorus ★ I can't recognize my face I need conviction, I need some contradiction I'll be your drama, I'll be the one you listen You'll be my drama, I'll be your— Be your— Be your—
Prop - Lies Lyin to myself is my secret weapon Been through hell but you look like heaven Play with my health just to keep them guessing One more toke cigarette I'm stressin Lie, lie,
PROP - The Industry {Verse} The industry don't care 'bout us They only give a fuck when you kick up a fuss I'm seeing faces in the back of the bus They wonder why we die young
PROP - The Industry [slowed] {Intro} Aight, say less man {Verse 1} The industry don't care 'bout us They only give a fuck when you kick up a fuss I'm seein'
PROP - Call My Phone {intro} Yeah, it's prop L-l-love makes me sick Yeah, yeah {chorus} When she goes some honey When she knows i want it When she goes
PROP - MEDUSA {Intro} Yeah, it's Prop Prop, who made it? {Chorus} Stace won't get out my head Feel like a medusa Babe won't get out my head
PROP - Antirecognition {Intro} (Chase-Chase, Chase) (PROP, who made it?) {Chorus} I think that I'm the cause (Everything is fucked) I got my foot in the door, no,