My American Life
 作曲 : BROCKHAMPTON
 Dead tired, feelin' stupid
 It’s just my American life
 No shoes, new apartment
 That’s all, my American life
 And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
 And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
 And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing to say
 And I got nothing to say, and I got nothing—, nothing
 And I got nothing to give, that’s why I made you the same
 I been climbing this wall, how much more can I take?
 Sometimes I think about God, but then I think of those days
 Sometimes I wish we could speak, but I have nothing to say
 Dead tired, feelin' stupid (Feelin' stupid)
 And this is my American life

 Thank you, thank you
 Thank you all, let’s get it, let’s get i—, let’s—