Almost 2 Late.
Swearing to God the omnipotent
Sick of this life I've been living in
Honestly thought about ending it
I have lost all of my innocence
Life is worth living though, isn't it?
Then why do I wake up just feeling like shit?
Like every punch life throw a critical hit, and I'm
Starting to question what life even is, like
What is life? What is love?
What is right? What is fucked?
When it's my funeral, who showing up?
I'm right on the verge of just giving up
Cuz I always believed life should be amazing
Never stopped to think, life is what you make it
It was almost too late, almost too late
Mom didn't know, she couldn't save me if she wanted to
I pray that one day you don't feel just like I wanted to
To overdo every fucking drug you're not supposed to do
But overuse every fucking drug cuz no one's close to you
Almost died. Should've, could've, would've when you left my side
Deep depression, searching for more answers, got me asking why?
I feel like I pulled the weight of cargo trains, I struggled I
Almost just ended it all when I reached for the bottle, said fuck it, and swallowed my pride
Cuz I always believed life should be amazing
Never stopped to think, life is what you make it
It was almost too late, almost too late
Sick of this life I've been living in
Honestly thought about ending it
I have lost all of my innocence
Life is worth living though, isn't it?
Then why do I wake up just feeling like shit?
Like every punch life throw a critical hit, and I'm
Starting to question what life even is, like
What is life? What is love?
What is right? What is fucked?
When it's my funeral, who showing up?
I'm right on the verge of just giving up
Cuz I always believed life should be amazing
Never stopped to think, life is what you make it
It was almost too late, almost too late
Mom didn't know, she couldn't save me if she wanted to
I pray that one day you don't feel just like I wanted to
To overdo every fucking drug you're not supposed to do
But overuse every fucking drug cuz no one's close to you
Almost died. Should've, could've, would've when you left my side
Deep depression, searching for more answers, got me asking why?
I feel like I pulled the weight of cargo trains, I struggled I
Almost just ended it all when I reached for the bottle, said fuck it, and swallowed my pride
Cuz I always believed life should be amazing
Never stopped to think, life is what you make it
It was almost too late, almost too late
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Writer(s): Nathanyel Mead
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