F*cked Up

I've been feeling so fucked up
Put all my pain to an end
I cant hide it much longer
I wish i didn't pretend
You do not understand it
You don't see it through my lens
Forgive me for my sins
My soul needs a cleanse

I hope one day this life makes sense
Will i meet God or will i meet Death?
What will you say in your dying breath?
Get it off of your chest
Get if off of your chest

I lost my head a long time ago
Now i don't know where i'm gonna go
I lost my head a long time ago
I really don't know where i'm bouta go

Im swerving off the road
I need some self control
Im swerving off the road



Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Corona, Robert Corona Jr, Robert Corona
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