Feeling Pain
Im Feeling pain
Makes me go insane
Like I might faint
It feels like a game
That I'll never win
Don't mean no bad intentions
I'm just reflecting
Horrible thoughts come with this depression
This obsession there's no forgetting
What it felt like to be happy
These demons inside me
Surrounded and feeling so clouded
No one understands
They say they do but they never can
I'll be damned
Feeling jammed
Inside
Should I end it tonight
Gotta win this fight
Think of all the people I'll let down if I die
I just wanna fly
But I'm feeling tied...
Down
I gotta let this shit go
But it's got me on hold
Or so I'm told
Even money can subside this feeling
So I get High
Start hearing things
Remembering
Astonishing
Nonsense
Fuck my senses
It's too intense
Just wanna sleep
If I cut too deep
I just sit and weep
If I go away will they even miss me?
Ashamed of myself
No one can tell
Keep that to myself
Dealt the worst hands
No one understand
Feel like a joke
And I feel a noose around my throat
Starting to choke
This comes and goes like a stick and poke
One day I'm fine and divine
Other days I'm sick and stop trying
Time to stop hiding
And make it out
If i can I will no doubt
I gotta go home
I wish I could change the past
Make what I want last
I want to be exact
Make a pact
I want a second chance
At life
Makes me go insane
Like I might faint
It feels like a game
That I'll never win
Don't mean no bad intentions
I'm just reflecting
Horrible thoughts come with this depression
This obsession there's no forgetting
What it felt like to be happy
These demons inside me
Surrounded and feeling so clouded
No one understands
They say they do but they never can
I'll be damned
Feeling jammed
Inside
Should I end it tonight
Gotta win this fight
Think of all the people I'll let down if I die
I just wanna fly
But I'm feeling tied...
Down
I gotta let this shit go
But it's got me on hold
Or so I'm told
Even money can subside this feeling
So I get High
Start hearing things
Remembering
Astonishing
Nonsense
Fuck my senses
It's too intense
Just wanna sleep
If I cut too deep
I just sit and weep
If I go away will they even miss me?
Ashamed of myself
No one can tell
Keep that to myself
Dealt the worst hands
No one understand
Feel like a joke
And I feel a noose around my throat
Starting to choke
This comes and goes like a stick and poke
One day I'm fine and divine
Other days I'm sick and stop trying
Time to stop hiding
And make it out
If i can I will no doubt
I gotta go home
I wish I could change the past
Make what I want last
I want to be exact
Make a pact
I want a second chance
At life
Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Rodríguez
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