Health

God I wish I had my health
And not to go to hell
I wish I didn't fucking wish
That I was someone else

I wish that I could stop
Myself from feeling sick
Cos feeling sick and being sick
Are fucking different things

I wanna get some help
I wanna feel good
I wanna fucking know
How to fucking ask for help
I wanna be tortured
I wanna be gay
I wanna be that bitch
Lying in her bed for days

I wanna go away
I wanna leave town
I wanna disappear
I wanna go away
I wanna leave town
I wanna disappear

I watch people being happy
On the TV
I wonder
If they're just that way

Not like, if they have goals and shit
But if they don't feel sick like me

On the inside, like they're rotting
If they don't feel like a fucking bottomless pit
Dirty
Monster
Slimy subhuman like me

God I wish I had my health
I wish I didn't wish that I was someone else
I wanna fucking know
How to fucking ask for help
And how to go to hell
And how to burn so bad



Credits
Writer(s): Olivia Venegas
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