 These days, feelings on shortages And I only show love to my pharmacist Darling, I've been shady, feeling shady I've been latched to Daisy, so far so frustrating I've been storing that life like it's the 80s I must be lost in my regrets I must be down, I must be stressed I thought like 13 years of age That I ain't still got off my chest It must be so much more to life If I had diamonds and bullets I must be stupid, shady Must be down, I must be stressed