duress
There was a time where I would change to cut off my ties
Let out the things that stayed in my mind
I can't keep it in the state of my life
To say I was present
The day I was mentioned
The time I was kept in
The box I was left in
I can't even think
What does it say?
I can't remember, 'cause you weren't there
To keep me from passing away is a thing I would change
And I can't retain it, the thoughts that are tained
I can't explain when I'm lost and afraid and
You took my soul and you lеft me outdated
You left mе in distress and every time I fucking stretch
I think of all the times we met
It's time to get some fucking rest
To take my mind off all the tests
The shouts of Satan's hell duress
I'm citing chants to save my head from all your bullshit, I digress
And now I'm laying on the ground
A cry for help that makes no sound
My body lies like rotten flesh that has been eaten by your frown
And you can't see your sacrifice, bitch, I will stab you with a knife
Please try to come and fucking play me, I will end your fucking life
And you want my fucking patience
When I give it, you detain it
I've been trying to give you basics
But you go and fucking waste it
I am tired of your fragrance
You embrace me with your cadence
Then you go and take my day and fucking paint it with disgrace and
You will cry a river 'bout it
You will lie about your problems
All your friends keep fucking texting when you tell them I'm the problem
I am done with all your nonsense
I am tired of your conflicts
I will not take any comments
I remain all by myself
Let out the things that stayed in my mind
I can't keep it in the state of my life
To say I was present
The day I was mentioned
The time I was kept in
The box I was left in
I can't even think
What does it say?
I can't remember, 'cause you weren't there
To keep me from passing away is a thing I would change
And I can't retain it, the thoughts that are tained
I can't explain when I'm lost and afraid and
You took my soul and you lеft me outdated
You left mе in distress and every time I fucking stretch
I think of all the times we met
It's time to get some fucking rest
To take my mind off all the tests
The shouts of Satan's hell duress
I'm citing chants to save my head from all your bullshit, I digress
And now I'm laying on the ground
A cry for help that makes no sound
My body lies like rotten flesh that has been eaten by your frown
And you can't see your sacrifice, bitch, I will stab you with a knife
Please try to come and fucking play me, I will end your fucking life
And you want my fucking patience
When I give it, you detain it
I've been trying to give you basics
But you go and fucking waste it
I am tired of your fragrance
You embrace me with your cadence
Then you go and take my day and fucking paint it with disgrace and
You will cry a river 'bout it
You will lie about your problems
All your friends keep fucking texting when you tell them I'm the problem
I am done with all your nonsense
I am tired of your conflicts
I will not take any comments
I remain all by myself
Credits
Writer(s): Khai Ya
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