’Member Me Songtext
von PhorHead

I′m down to make a couple enemies in the end of things
I'm down to make a couple enemies
Bitch ′member me
"When you're famous please remember me"
Slipped my memory
I'm down to make a couple enemies
Best ′member me


World′s in my pocket blue and green
Using my nonsense to a T
Do what I want I'm who I please
Want to please fool′s commodity
Once was me talking through my teeth
Honesty problem so to speak
Not to be on them with critique
But rather I've lost them, turn the cheek
Uh
By my will fine by me
Tryna find my time peace
I got 9-5 ties time being
It′s finite guys who chime that grind me
Uh
Tye-dye bills I'm climbing
365 I′m flying
Don't lie my guy, you're life′s quite trying
I′m fine now that I'm free
Uh-huh
Spring cleaning brought some bad memories
Heathers and lecturers dead to me
Blackmail of death sending me through messed up paranoid depressed mental schemes
Don′t text me please
This other Umbridge bitch I resent pressed teens
Tryna pry secrets from my teeth
Taught me to hate thank you teach
Uh-huh
Used to lie obsessively
Messed with eyes
Think it's best if I
Stop tryna empathize
Emphasize me instead
For the best of times
Still it festers
The restless nights
Cloaked in sweat
If they died
And the blame was mine
I′d go insane
It's time to cut restraints

I′m down to make a couple enemies in the end of things
I'm down to make a couple enemies
Bitch 'member me
"When you′re famous please remember me"
Slipped my memory
I′m down to make a couple enemies
Best 'member me


Lemme forget you
Meeting that first time I wasn′t meant to
It's ′cause I pretend to
Be friendly why I end up being resentful
Then it nest eggs 'till I pick up a pencil
My, dealing with stress is stressful
Why was I dealing with pests and devils
Oh no
Cry pleading events I′m helpful
Oh no
Time feeding on mine is dreadful
Oh no
Clear head
Every fear dead
My appearance I'm here to vent
My appearance is weird thread
My, what a feeling
I been best
Hasn't yet been a thin breath
Ok
Since I been set on this gent
Interest is big
Getting a bit big-headed ok
Get in bitch, this is real depth ok
And I ain′t finished here yet ok
My attempt to move past it
I am spent
I tended to use tactics to ruse half-wits
Refused crassness
The truth has slipped
Rather rude to my past shit
I′m content with who's at wits
I′m at rest
I've said all I want to here and leave at this
My last passage
Why, at last
Exactly why I used to mask it