988
Why Am I
Being left for dead
I try
And try
Lies I can't defend
Are not
Adding up
I've had enough
Fuck up my brain again
Hands are trembling
Thoughts are menacing
No no no
I'm stuck in bed again
Watch where you tread they said
My patience running thin
Don't don't don't
Believe in creed
Systems of greed
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
Pouring
Blood and sweat
With all
Of my regrets
Grippin' on your neck
When I am upset
Taking all your breath
Ha Ha Ha Ha
I'm lost and never found
This time alone is
Fucking Hell
My mind is fuckin' ticked
Panicked and dismissed
Overly obsessed
Stuck in repeat
Head is swiveling
Grin is grimacing
Playing my innocence
Now in too deep
Talking to myself
Freaking the fuck out
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
My days they all blend in
And they all end the same
I'm battling my will
To put this bullet to my brain
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
I'd rather be laying dead
Than have your sympathy
Fuck it I'm already dead
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
My days they all blend in
And they all end the same
I'm battling my will
To put this bullet to my brain
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
I'd rather be laying dead
Than have your sympathy
Being left for dead
I try
And try
Lies I can't defend
Are not
Adding up
I've had enough
Fuck up my brain again
Hands are trembling
Thoughts are menacing
No no no
I'm stuck in bed again
Watch where you tread they said
My patience running thin
Don't don't don't
Believe in creed
Systems of greed
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
Pouring
Blood and sweat
With all
Of my regrets
Grippin' on your neck
When I am upset
Taking all your breath
Ha Ha Ha Ha
I'm lost and never found
This time alone is
Fucking Hell
My mind is fuckin' ticked
Panicked and dismissed
Overly obsessed
Stuck in repeat
Head is swiveling
Grin is grimacing
Playing my innocence
Now in too deep
Talking to myself
Freaking the fuck out
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
My days they all blend in
And they all end the same
I'm battling my will
To put this bullet to my brain
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
I'd rather be laying dead
Than have your sympathy
Fuck it I'm already dead
I'm losing it again
I'm bouncing off the walls
And I have to pretend
That I am standing tall
My days they all blend in
And they all end the same
I'm battling my will
To put this bullet to my brain
The voices in my head
Are fucking killing me
I'd rather be laying dead
Than have your sympathy
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Writer(s): Isaiah Aguilar
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