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In the night we gotta do the same things
In the night we got the leds
Can't afford a shit so say less

I can't even think, so pin the best
Can't even think, so stay depressed
Can't even think, so feel the best

Pinned on my wrist
You can with all my press?
PERSEU$ on the pressure
You bitches all go messed up

Why everything so messed up
My brain is so messed up
Tryna think how to figure out shit
Fallen into depression
Can't handle the pressure
Wake and already feeling a troubling presence
My dreams are haunted
Sleeping with trauma that seem stuck in my head
Can't get away, out this darkness
When it's gotten a hold of me
And not letting go of me

Tryna escape from a sunken place
I fill the void within, feel my rage
Never hesitate
Me and Mch6 tryna find a way
Lost hope in all the human race
Everyday is new trouble
I would rather not be fazed
Waiting for this shit to end
Hoping that it is just a phase
Chaos clouds my brain as I think about tomorrow shit
Worried about shit that is not real
Seems that I've clipped out of reality

Me pregunto porque no la visité
Me pregunto donde fue que la dejé
Encerrados en la maldita prisión
Arrepentedido de como la manejé



Credits
Writer(s): Michel Torrente
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