| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Yeah I hate every single memory |
| My mother minted the timid me |
| The minute my infant needs |
| Diminished cuz she wasn’t finished giving them men a tease |
| She’d go out at 5 so I’d eat din at 3 |
| No wonder why I still hide from intimacy |
| And disassociate… |
| I prematurely bought a trophy case |
| Cuz she said I’m chosen and she knows I’m great |
| Gave a false sense of self worth that I would grow to hate |
| Now I don’t feel that it’s appropriate to procreate |
| I’m broken but I’m coping great |
| Ain’t been in a sober state |
| But it beats choking in an open lake |
| And thats BOLD to state cuz I don’t like check ins |
| No need for connections I prefer expression |
| That bedroom I wept in, is now my weapon |
| I don’t care what pen. I don’t care what page |
| Every night I’m up late |
| Tryna figure me out |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Yeah I hate every single memory |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Sincerely yours from hell with love |
| (Sometimes I think about you) |
| Love |
| (Sometimes I think about you) |
| Spent, so many days as a basement dweller |
| Laid waiting for fate to erase this fella |
| Everyday was inflated with great displeasure |
| Wrote a goodbye page as a basic measure |
| Til 1 day it clicked and all came together |
| My parent’s inner rage was the main oppressor |
| But explaining these things don’t make them lesser |
| Like complaining 'bout rain don’t change the weather |
| Instead I’ve learned how to turn pain to pleasure |
| By explaining it on stages, ain’t I clever? |
| Never ever said cheese now I’m making cheddar |
| But I’m lying if I say that made it better |
| Maybe… I’m a puzzle that’s forever unsolved |
| But I ain’t special man this world make a mess of us all |
| I’m not a pessimist it’s just that it was never resolved |
| If I don’t put a rest to it how can I ever evolve? |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Yeah I hate every single memory |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Sincerely yours from hell with love |
| (Sometimes I think about you) |
| Love |
| (Sometimes I think about you) |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Yeah I hate every single memory |
| Sometimes |
| I think about you |
| And all of the things that you put me through |
| And I hate every single memory |
| Sincerely yours from hell with love |