Interlude
I'm making this while she getting fucked right now
I'm for real life really sucks right now
Rot in my bed like my room is a prison
If you don't like it don't listen
I swear to god something is wrong with me
When I talk and my voice come out wobbly
I feel like a bitch, but honestly
My heart still full of nothing but hate
Maybe I'm the problem, probably
There's not a single day that I don't wish
I had a different face, I'm tired of that shit
If I go will I really be missed
I'm so fucking skinny you can see my ribs
I'm for real life really sucks right now
Rot in my bed like my room is a prison
If you don't like it don't listen
I swear to god something is wrong with me
When I talk and my voice come out wobbly
I feel like a bitch, but honestly
My heart still full of nothing but hate
Maybe I'm the problem, probably
There's not a single day that I don't wish
I had a different face, I'm tired of that shit
If I go will I really be missed
I'm so fucking skinny you can see my ribs
Credits
Writer(s): Domingo Raymond Ornelas
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