Being alone are you scared of being a lone, worried you'll be a shadow terrified of getting old 

Insomnia tapers your eyelids and the aderol taught you how I lived 
So flip a coin for every shade of gray, I bet you pick a needle to bargain with
Heads I bet you fall asleep, get tangled in the sheets, suffocate as you choke at the though of your own dreams, you never fail to feel hollow now hush and let the dark swallow

Move a little closer, what are you afraid of, set the night on fire, baby burn it up, tattooed on your chest, I.S.S.U.E.S, move a little closer, what are you afraid of

Zanies and panties on the floor, to numb the pain, another one night stand at the door you go insane

I can see you sleep through your bedroom window, you're killing yourself with lucid dreaming 

I'm manic depressive, flipping coins for my fate, ain't that impressive, tails you never fail to feel hollow now hush and let the dark swallow

(Tyler:)
Like a coward in their darkest hour
Counting flowers for the petals when they love me not
Got you flippen' that position like a [bad word]  opportunist
Play from the pawns of the discord
You're burnin' out
Your stars are faded why word 'em out
Find freedom in the fact that no one will miss [bad word] in, shut the door
and embrace your issues

(Sno Tha Product:)
Yo. Look
I done heard a little bit about ISSUES.
But [bad word] to the [bad word] that I got with you.
C-C-Cause I swear to God that you've got too much goin' on,
Let's start somethin' new.
Lemme get my [bad word]  Lemme get in my whip, hit shift
Then I'll drive to you.
Let me think a bit 'bout this
Cause I been really iffy on whether or not I'm sliding through.
You got me trippin' a little bit
And I'm thinkin' of figurine' how I can get it together
Cause I'm losin'.
Cause I'm literally getting the feeling you get when you itching to keep that [bad word] you keep usin'.
Excuse me,
As I tear myself from the ground
And I keep to myself
Cause while I been thinkin' about the [bad word] that you're putting me through,
I'm thinkin' that I'ma go with someone else
And I'm feelin' like:

(Tyler:)
YEAH!
Like a coward in their darkest hour
Counting flowers for the petals when they love me not
Got you flippen' that position like a [bad word]  opportunist
Play from the pawns of the discord
You're burnin' out
Your stars are faded why word 'em out
Find freedom in the fact that no one will miss [bad word] in, shut the door
and embrace your...

Issues, issues, issues
No one will miss you.
(Know I'm goin' miss you?)
Hey, yeah