random shit
Have you ever wondered
What the fuck is this
What the heck is all of this
Have you ever?
Have you ever just talked like you don't give a shit
"Fuck you I'll talk how I'd like"
Have you ever?
Have you ever tried to kill yourself?
Got that rope around your neck
Breathing hard then falling apart
Have you ever even felt you are great
Like actually liked yourself
Have you ever?
Well I know I have
I just don't want to anymore
Got myself bleeding on them floors
Trying to recall "is there any good left?"
Well I know I have
I just don't want to anymore
Fuck me till I get no
Life on my sleeve
I don't fucking understand what's going on
What the fuck's this thing we call "life"
It's really fricking bizzare
Told the other day how much I'm sad
People seemed to try to help
But this is shit
Can't seem to feel better
I just hate myself
Nothing to do 'bout that
Well that's just great
Well I know I have
Beaten up before
But still this is much worse
Well look 'bout that
Well I know I have
Maybe some potential
Some thing I can do to cure
But fuck that
You know that this isn't very great
You just have to cooperate
Though this is shit and you got better
Things to do
Like suicide for example
Or maybe cut your fricking throat off
But still stay maybe things will change
"Well I know I have"
I'm Sick of saying this phrase
I just repeat it nonstop
I know that I'm not good with writing
But I guess I have
some message here
Maybe something you'll find dear
I hope for that
What the fuck is this
What the heck is all of this
Have you ever?
Have you ever just talked like you don't give a shit
"Fuck you I'll talk how I'd like"
Have you ever?
Have you ever tried to kill yourself?
Got that rope around your neck
Breathing hard then falling apart
Have you ever even felt you are great
Like actually liked yourself
Have you ever?
Well I know I have
I just don't want to anymore
Got myself bleeding on them floors
Trying to recall "is there any good left?"
Well I know I have
I just don't want to anymore
Fuck me till I get no
Life on my sleeve
I don't fucking understand what's going on
What the fuck's this thing we call "life"
It's really fricking bizzare
Told the other day how much I'm sad
People seemed to try to help
But this is shit
Can't seem to feel better
I just hate myself
Nothing to do 'bout that
Well that's just great
Well I know I have
Beaten up before
But still this is much worse
Well look 'bout that
Well I know I have
Maybe some potential
Some thing I can do to cure
But fuck that
You know that this isn't very great
You just have to cooperate
Though this is shit and you got better
Things to do
Like suicide for example
Or maybe cut your fricking throat off
But still stay maybe things will change
"Well I know I have"
I'm Sick of saying this phrase
I just repeat it nonstop
I know that I'm not good with writing
But I guess I have
some message here
Maybe something you'll find dear
I hope for that
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Writer(s): Karpo
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