Tipping Point

Memories
Of the dead in me
I'm seeing them while I'm in bed

Like

Pharmacies
They killing me
Replaying your death in my head

I ain't see
Bitch what you see
I hate me so I'm on a bend

Seeing threes
I'm dying b
I'm tipping right over the edge

I got problems
They got faces
Staring at me like bitch I cant take it

I be dizzy from pain
Inside of my brain
Bitch you ain't got this you lucky you sane

Fuck all clout that aint what this about
This some emotion straight outa my mouth
Sloth be authentic and there is no doubt
I be true to myself bitch I aint on no route

I got some patience
But you gun break it
Tired of bullshit from all of yall faking

I really seen all this seen shit
My ex done suicide
And it broke me a bit
Like

I aint got no one left
Im breaking im dead
Im lonely in my bedroom shit I confess

She lived but she blamed me for that shit
What the fuck bat shit, crazy you damaged

Memories
Of the dead in me
I'm seeing them while I'm in bed

Like

Pharmacies
They killing me
Replaying your death in my head

I ain't see
Bitch what you see
I hate me so I'm on a bend

Seeing threes
I'm dying b
I'm tipping right over the end edge

I'm unstable, shit I said it, please don't leave me I'm better
Still got problems with addiction but I'm starting to get it
Getting better but I'm trouble and I know that aint changing
But I'm breaking thru this trauma of the past ima make it

Everyone high
I'm spiraling by
Got a couple fucking problems and they want me to die

But I'm choosing my life
I ain't losing this fight
Ima make it bitch I'm trying if I give up I die



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Writer(s): Anthony Brach
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