Circles of Misery
Girl all the fine niggas is dying
Drunk drivers overdosing and shit
Being taken by depression and this shit
This shit is getting crazy
It's giving we need to live life to the fullest
Fuck the bullshit and fuck a motherfucker who got something to say
Right friend? I love all my niggas
We got to cherish every second we got with each other
Because life is short
RIP Rem icons live forever they never die
Circles of misery
A system full of enemies
Surface wounds the pain runs deep
Crooked smile show your teeth
Sad black girl im history
Still alive I can't believe it
My head got me deep in this
Can my heart get me out
I want to talk gingerly
But only screams come out
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Drowning in these stupid screens
Fake ass boobs and toxic dreams
Anything for likes and streams
But I know better
Then to live like a narcissistic fiend
Rat race I could never
I'm selfish with my self esteem
My head got me deep in this
Can my heart get me out
I wanna talk gingerly
But only screams come out
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don"t get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Drunk drivers overdosing and shit
Being taken by depression and this shit
This shit is getting crazy
It's giving we need to live life to the fullest
Fuck the bullshit and fuck a motherfucker who got something to say
Right friend? I love all my niggas
We got to cherish every second we got with each other
Because life is short
RIP Rem icons live forever they never die
Circles of misery
A system full of enemies
Surface wounds the pain runs deep
Crooked smile show your teeth
Sad black girl im history
Still alive I can't believe it
My head got me deep in this
Can my heart get me out
I want to talk gingerly
But only screams come out
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Drowning in these stupid screens
Fake ass boobs and toxic dreams
Anything for likes and streams
But I know better
Then to live like a narcissistic fiend
Rat race I could never
I'm selfish with my self esteem
My head got me deep in this
Can my heart get me out
I wanna talk gingerly
But only screams come out
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don"t get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
Don't get depression
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Writer(s): Beau Radleigh
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