Chillthefuckout. Songtext
von ROMES

Drag myself out of the mud
Put my leather jacket on
Tie up my converse and run
Away from all my demons
Fake gold chain, blue-tinted shades
Look good, but hardly okay
I always dig my own grave
Here I go losin′ my brain

I'm not pop enough, I′m not rock enough
I'm not alt enough, ain't hip-hop enough
I just write these songs to ease my problems
But how much longer can I keep goin′ on?
When I see no outcome, no longer fun
Who have I become? Why am I so numb?
Okay, please shut up and just end this song

I just gotta chill the fuck out

I just gotta chill the f-


I didn′t wanna write this verse
My nerves hurt, and I can't put this shit into words
Driving ′round town with the windows down in my hearse
With a casket full of ashes, from the demons that I burned
I'm only just about a minute in
And I can already feel my skin crawlin′
Sometimes it feels music is the only medicine
But it don't matter ′cause I know nobody's listenin'

This ain′t pop enough, this ain′t rock enough
This ain't alt enough, ain′t hip-hop enough
I just write these songs to ease my problems
But how much longer can I keep goin' on?
When I see no outcome, no longer fun
Who have I become? Why am I so numb?
Okay, please shut up and just end this song

I just gotta chill the fuck out

I just gotta chill the fuck out

Yeah, I just gotta chill the fuck out

Overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink
And I overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink
And I overthink, and I overthink


And I overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink
And I overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink
And I overthink ′til I start to sink
And I overthink 'til I start to sink (ah)

I just gotta chill the fuck out

Yeah, I just gotta chill the fuck out

(And kick it back on the couch)

I just gotta chill the fuck out

I′m not pop enough, I'm not rock enough
I'm not alt enough, ain′t hip-hop enough
I just write these songs to ease my problems
But how much longer can I keep goin′ on?
When I see no outcome, no longer fun
Who have I become? Why am I so numb?
Okay, please shut up and just end this song