They Don't Work (Skit)

Man, I wish I was wired
I'm getting fucking tired from all these meds
They want to put into my body just cuz my situations dire
They said it will help, fucking liars
Sertraline, Escitalopram, Depakote
I don't need them to cope they don't work
I don't have a reason to keep throwing these pills down my throat
Hopefully next time I choke, cuz right now
I'm standing here with no reason to keep breathing
My wrists won't stop bleeding
These are the third set of bandages now
Maybe it's karma for everything foul
I've ever said to anyone and everyone
It shows I'm not a bitch and I've clearly got balls
So why haven't I slit my own throat, and watch blood squirt against the walls
It's not like anyone calls anyways
It's just me & my razor and this small bit of girl scout I have left
You cant smoke away pain, but I know for certain I'm gonna fucken try



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Writer(s): Uchechukwuka Mordi
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