Stressed Out
I been thinking too much, she say not enough
Screaming in my head, while she giving me a fucking gun
I been saying please stop, while she fill my cup
Pulling down my pants, so I fucked her but I didn't nut
Man I used to fucking dream of coming this far
So why I call my doc, for a script, make the pain stop
I used to want a fucking pretty bitch to wake up
Now I wish she left, cuz she only like me fucked up
Wish I never met my mother fucking doctor
Diagnosed severe anxiety I gotta pop pills
Supposed to keep me from just walking off the edge shit
But all it make me do it stop caring when I end it
I feel tight in my chest
And I'm gasping for breath
Damn
I ain't got no self respect
I got stress in my neck
And you adding to it
Boy
I ain't got nobody left
Fuck around with my eyes closed whippin
Bitch I count to ten in the last lane zippin
Blinded by the negative revisions
Aint wanna die but I'm sure sick of living
So I take a gamble with my life
Count my fucking days while I'm askin for a light
Bitch, you handing me a knife
Telling me to carve my fucking name up on your spine
Fuck I'm a loser
Mind be in the gutter ima sewer
Think I got a screw lose
Bitch what the fuck you do in my shoes
Know I'm gunna do worse
Destruction in my head, I need to disperse
Fuck I'm a loser
Cant see a mother fucking future
I been thinking too much, she say not enough
Screaming in my head, while she giving me a fucking gun
I been saying please stop, while she fill my cup
Pulling down my pants, so I fucked her but I didn't nut
Man I used to fucking dream of coming this far
So why I call my doc, for a script, make the pain stop
I used to want a fucking pretty bitch to wake up
Now I wish she left, cuz she only like me fucked up
Wish I never met my mother fucking doctor
Diagnosed severe anxiety I gotta pop pills
Supposed to keep me from just walking off the edge shit
But all it make me do it stop caring when I end it
I feel tight in my chest
And I'm gasping for breath
Damn
I ain't got no self respect
I got stress in my neck
And you adding to it
Boy
I ain't got nobody left
Screaming in my head, while she giving me a fucking gun
I been saying please stop, while she fill my cup
Pulling down my pants, so I fucked her but I didn't nut
Man I used to fucking dream of coming this far
So why I call my doc, for a script, make the pain stop
I used to want a fucking pretty bitch to wake up
Now I wish she left, cuz she only like me fucked up
Wish I never met my mother fucking doctor
Diagnosed severe anxiety I gotta pop pills
Supposed to keep me from just walking off the edge shit
But all it make me do it stop caring when I end it
I feel tight in my chest
And I'm gasping for breath
Damn
I ain't got no self respect
I got stress in my neck
And you adding to it
Boy
I ain't got nobody left
Fuck around with my eyes closed whippin
Bitch I count to ten in the last lane zippin
Blinded by the negative revisions
Aint wanna die but I'm sure sick of living
So I take a gamble with my life
Count my fucking days while I'm askin for a light
Bitch, you handing me a knife
Telling me to carve my fucking name up on your spine
Fuck I'm a loser
Mind be in the gutter ima sewer
Think I got a screw lose
Bitch what the fuck you do in my shoes
Know I'm gunna do worse
Destruction in my head, I need to disperse
Fuck I'm a loser
Cant see a mother fucking future
I been thinking too much, she say not enough
Screaming in my head, while she giving me a fucking gun
I been saying please stop, while she fill my cup
Pulling down my pants, so I fucked her but I didn't nut
Man I used to fucking dream of coming this far
So why I call my doc, for a script, make the pain stop
I used to want a fucking pretty bitch to wake up
Now I wish she left, cuz she only like me fucked up
Wish I never met my mother fucking doctor
Diagnosed severe anxiety I gotta pop pills
Supposed to keep me from just walking off the edge shit
But all it make me do it stop caring when I end it
I feel tight in my chest
And I'm gasping for breath
Damn
I ain't got no self respect
I got stress in my neck
And you adding to it
Boy
I ain't got nobody left
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Writer(s): Anthony Brach
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