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I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been racing life, going through it in a second
Ask my therapist, I did over 20 sessions
1930, struggling with great depression
Im a hostage, threatened with a lethal weapon
Now I need you, I might do a great confession
Do I really gotta die before they start fuckin with me
I feel trapped in my mind and controlled like britney
I Need my drink expensive and my bitches skinny
I would kill myself just so you'd fucking miss me
I would scar myself just for the fun of it
Another day, I hate it, I wanna get rid of it
Miss me with the bullshit, I dont care a single bit
She said im too young to understand cause I'm still a Jit
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but i don't belong in heaven
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now i feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been racing life, going through it in a second
Ask my therapist, I did over 20 sessions
1930, struggling with great depression
I'm a hostage, threatened with a lethal weapon
Now i need you, I might do a great confession
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been racing life, going through it in a second
Ask my therapist, I did over 20 sessions
1930, struggling with great depression
Im a hostage, threatened with a lethal weapon
Now I need you, I might do a great confession
Do I really gotta die before they start fuckin with me
I feel trapped in my mind and controlled like britney
I Need my drink expensive and my bitches skinny
I would kill myself just so you'd fucking miss me
I would scar myself just for the fun of it
Another day, I hate it, I wanna get rid of it
Miss me with the bullshit, I dont care a single bit
She said im too young to understand cause I'm still a Jit
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now I feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but i don't belong in heaven
I've been on my own since I was the age of 11
Now i feel like dying, I ain't even 27
I'm an angel but I don't belong in heaven
I've been racing life, going through it in a second
Ask my therapist, I did over 20 sessions
1930, struggling with great depression
I'm a hostage, threatened with a lethal weapon
Now i need you, I might do a great confession
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