FOMO (Explicit) Lyrics
FOMO (Explicit) - Logic
Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Produced by：Logic
I need you to hold my hand
Now
Tell me what I gotta do to hold my hand
Soul of a child in a body of a man
Every day I'm terrified think I need a friend
Trying to communicate 'cause they don't understand
Every day I think about when I'm gon' die
In a blaze of glory or a fit of suicide
Human made an ego and a belly full of a pride
Do my best and splurge but don't **** with humble pie
I need you to hold my hand
Now
Shut up make it quick don't nobody give a shi-sheesh
Talking 'bout your feelings but you wanna get lit
We are missing out what I feel all the time
That's why I spit and I get high all the time
Never fit in but I never stand out
On the side of the road asking for a handout
This the **** that keeps me up all night
Somehow my therapist says I'ma be alright
I need you to hold my hand
Now