Faded

BoJack? I thinking about what you said
Yeah stop doing that
Nobody should be thinking about the things that I say
I love Karen but does she
Tanisha nobody completes anybody that's not a real thing
If you're lucky enough to find someone you can halfway tolerate
You sink your nails in and you don't let go, no matter what

The last time you heard me I was depressed as shit
And it's ironic cause sadly I haven't changed a bit
The only difference here's that I'm better equipped
On how to catch myself falling but I still slip
On emotions that I'm in contact with, heart skips beats
And it started doing backflips
It doesn't help that I'm despised by the cool kids
But it help me figure out where the truth is
Besides this I always feel I'm at a crossroads, looking for directions
Telling me where I go
Everybody's judging how the hell should I know
How to deal with the fact at time I want to let go
These depressing thoughts got me in a chokehold
Even the small jokes taken as a low blow
Like "WOAH BRO" this is why you're all alone
Serious and sad as hell with nobody to call home
But it's alright, everything is all fine
I don't speak on my emotions cause it wastes time
Instead I put em' on this album with a deadline
Take it was a cry for help while using all these dope rhymes
Everything's okay, that would be a damn lie
Everybody else is happy where the hell's mine
Curved spine, big sigh and them dark eyes
I'm always sad no matter how much I try
I blast music in my headphones just to break the silence
While walking through the hall, I'm struggling to keep my eyelids
Open hoping something comes along and stops my mourning
And maybe then I can finally have a good morning
Until that happens I'm still in this cycle
But it trifles
Another chapter in the book that has a different title
I promise nothing's wrong you're saying I'm in denial
The only minor thing is sometimes I get suicidal
Yeah

As if I take advice from shit that other people say
You're just as sad as me but you be having better days
At rock bottom but I act like it's a holiday
Yes I have a silent face cause mental state's in different place
Writing songs the only thing that gets me through the day
When I'm home I overthink and scare the whole night away
Now I'm staring at my ceiling looking wide awake
And now my insecurities and feelings coming in to say
That they're here to say but there's gotta be a way
That I can make them disappear because their welcome's overstayed
Don't like this part of the story
I'm gonna turn the page but the rest of them are blank
As if the words fade
And all the words fade, nigga, yeah