Morning In Pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
Wake up, it's a new day
Sit up straight, Pop the pills that'll keep me awake
Every morning is the same, and it's draining my brain
Keep the stress in my head, they don't get I'm in pain
Thoughts come to mind, while I break in a pace
Do they really care or am I a throwaway?
I hear the birds chirping and the dripping of the rain
Even while I've been hurting, from pain and self-hate
Change out of my white top
Shake the thoughts from the night in my mind off
Any more hurt to my heart, and it might stop
Give me a bottle to drink, and I might pop
I check but see no texts on my phone, nobody cares that I've been
gone, 'cause I'm forever alone
Spray on the cologne, like a nine mill
Who knows, I've got an itch, so I might blow
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
People tell me to relax but I can't keep my head straight
My mind's filled with outbursts and a pounding headache
It's more simple said than done, if I disappoint myself
How can I take advice from anyone else?
Head's cloudy with the stress, feel my eyes tearing up
Struggle over to the bathroom to wash my face up
I can't keep this up cause I know I'll erupt
So I try to convince myself that really, I'm enough
But there's something I don't get, If it's all in my head, then
how the fuck, did it get there in the first place?
Even on my worst days, when I'm not okay
To the people who don't care, it's a normal fucking Thursday
To distract from the thoughts, look up from the sink drain
Take a glance to the mirror, at my cold wet shame face
I need some fresh air, keep the negatives at bay
Turn the lights out, leave, walk out back into the hallway
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
Wake up, it's a new day
Sit up straight, Pop the pills that'll keep me awake
Every morning is the same, and it's draining my brain
Keep the stress in my head, they don't get I'm in pain
Thoughts come to mind, while I break in a pace
Do they really care or am I a throwaway?
I hear the birds chirping and the dripping of the rain
Even while I've been hurting, from pain and self-hate
Change out of my white top
Shake the thoughts from the night in my mind off
Any more hurt to my heart, and it might stop
Give me a bottle to drink, and I might pop
I check but see no texts on my phone, nobody cares that I've been
gone, 'cause I'm forever alone
Spray on the cologne, like a nine mill
Who knows, I've got an itch, so I might blow
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
People tell me to relax but I can't keep my head straight
My mind's filled with outbursts and a pounding headache
It's more simple said than done, if I disappoint myself
How can I take advice from anyone else?
Head's cloudy with the stress, feel my eyes tearing up
Struggle over to the bathroom to wash my face up
I can't keep this up cause I know I'll erupt
So I try to convince myself that really, I'm enough
But there's something I don't get, If it's all in my head, then
how the fuck, did it get there in the first place?
Even on my worst days, when I'm not okay
To the people who don't care, it's a normal fucking Thursday
To distract from the thoughts, look up from the sink drain
Take a glance to the mirror, at my cold wet shame face
I need some fresh air, keep the negatives at bay
Turn the lights out, leave, walk out back into the hallway
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
It's gotten to my dome
Feeling unsafe, even in my own home
Stress in my head, and I might go rouge
Not trusting the truth, not even my own
Hiding from life, deep down in my hole
When does it end, man I'll wait
I'd take their aid, but it's all fake
Things will get better, that's what they all say
But I'm stuck here, living the morning in pain
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Writer(s): Mark Rogers
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