Mixed Feelings - Derek Pope, Xavier

I wanna hear you say it

I wanna hear you say it

Tired of being sick

Tired of playing patient

I quit my occupation

Still I need a vacation

Tell me that I’m the greatest

Still I need motivation

I hate the small talk

Still I need conversation

I hate a dime too good for my time

That I still can’t look away from

I hate when you too faded

But I hate being sober

I guess I got some issues

I should think them over

I wanna hear you say it

I wanna hear you say it

That shit will drive you crazy

But normal is overrated

Why do you lie to people?

How much a day you making?

Why do you lie to people?

How much a day you taking?

I got all these mixed feelings

How you think I’m dealing with them?

Caught in all these mixed feelings

How you think I feel then, about you?

About you

I am the voice in your head since you was a boy from the

Damn that bitch pretty, but she too nice you might get bored with the

Pop you some pills the world on your shoulders can’t shoulder the

We work better when you suffer but I don’t take joy in the

Said they was there for you I was the one that was there when you

They wasn’t scared for you I pulled you out of the grave when you

Thought she could love you I told you that she’d never stay when you

Keeping you floating you know me its all in a day in you

Slow down I’m almost past it

Sometimes it grabs me but right now its gone

Come get a little closer

Come get a little closer