A Perfect Son
If I show you the forgetfulness
What would you think?
Would you laugh or be ashamed of it?
I'm exhausted from smiling every single day
When I know the pain won't just go away
Every night I cannot sleep
Because my thoughts run so deep
They make me wanna choke
Cause I'm stuck in a black hole
My focus is no longer there, anyway
I don't know why I'm like this, I swear
It seems like I'm just ill, trust me
Just means I'm stressed
They want me to be normal
A perfect son
But my thoughts won't let me rot in peace
Why can't I just blow my brain and end it?
Damn
What would you think?
Would you laugh or be ashamed of it?
I'm exhausted from smiling every single day
When I know the pain won't just go away
Every night I cannot sleep
Because my thoughts run so deep
They make me wanna choke
Cause I'm stuck in a black hole
My focus is no longer there, anyway
I don't know why I'm like this, I swear
It seems like I'm just ill, trust me
Just means I'm stressed
They want me to be normal
A perfect son
But my thoughts won't let me rot in peace
Why can't I just blow my brain and end it?
Damn
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Writer(s): Felipe Hervoso
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