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Spiderwebs on my steering wheel, sometimes I'm barely alive What else can you fuck up? What else can I fuck up? I let the eight legged drive Push too hard and you'll get pushed back I still cringe at my reflection as I push everyone away What's the word? What's the word? What's the word? What's the word? My word is dirt to them, nothing else I can say A struggle is what you make it A struggle, if you wanna call it that Hate to burst that bubble, but it is that If you think for a second now I'll shift my gears then you're dead wrong A struggle, if you wanna call it that Hate to burst that bubble, but it is that If you think for a second now I'll shift my gears then you're dead wrong You're dead wrong Not that it really matters what you do anymore 'Cause my word is so strong until the day goes by All I could do was offer on the fly If you got an issue I could duke it out Sometimes I feel like this is done for clout Letras de canciones A struggle, if you wanna call it that Hate to burst that bubble, but it is that If you think for a second now I'll shift my gears then you're dead wrong You're dead wrong Spiderwebs on my steering wheel, sometimes I'm barely alive What else can you fuck up? What else can I fuck up? I let the eight legged drive Push too hard and you'll get pushed back I still cringe at my reflection as I push everyone away What's the word? What's the word? What's the word? What's the word? My word is dirt to them, nothing else I can say A struggle is what you make it Not that it really matters what you do anymore 'Cause my word is so strong until the day goes by All I could do was offer on the fly If you got an issue I could duke it out Sometimes I feel like this is done for clout From Letras Mania