Desolate Sentiment

Let me set the scene I was seventeen, tryna manifest my dream
In a world where they only gonna see you through a screen
So you needa be extreme if you wanna make a statement
They ain't gon' hear it 'less I tat it on my face, man
Oversaturated, every day there's a new latest greatest
Generation infatuated with the famous A-List
Cuz we show love with a like
Fear bein' alone for our whole fuckin' life
Cuz we don't know how to let ourselves feel; need somethin' to do it through
Whether that's somethin' you relate to like the music do or a YouTuber who got the same views as you
Anything you can repost to represent yourself
But your phone is a cell, it's a fuckin' mental hell
Cuz the love fake and the ass fake
That's why I got ten blunts in the ashtray
That's why I need someone to make me feel whole
Cuz no one ever taught me how to be alone
Whole world sad, everybody numb
Cuz we desensitized but never found love
Charts all heartbreak, crying in the club
Generation on drugs, tryna die while we young, uh

I'm writin' lines, on the border, I'm a time waster
Railin' lines, never sober, know I'll die later
Know I'll pay the price for gettin' through the moment now
When I'm gone, when I die, I hope you'll hold me down
When I waste the last second that I got left
I hope the vibe we have lasts way beyond death
It's just the desolate sentiment of a dead man
It's just the desolate sentiment of a
One thing I never been is certain 'bout a fuckin' thing
That's why I'm bleedin' out on the mic when I fuckin' sing
I'm up and down; fluctuatin', suicidal, fuck I'm faded
Fuck I'm faded, I don't give a fuck, just let me fade away