i think im done with my life tbh
Bitch you never wanna make amends
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done
I try my hardest, this shit isn't fun
Yuh, bitch grab the gun
I'm not the same, u know I lost the one
Bitch I'm hard on myself, and I'm going to hell
Twenty-six fucking stories ill never fucking tell
put that love in wishing wells
I'm the only one I doubt
I just wanna make it out
I just wanna make it out
Bitch you never wanna make amends
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
Dying every month, bitch I'm tryna keep it lowkey
Bitch I'm smoking gas, and I'm feelin hella smokey
They just took my heart, now its mother-fucking broken
I get butterflies when I hear you're so outspoken
My time is soon
I ain't gonna be around for much longer
Cold night, seasonal depression stronger
Bitch I fucking miss you so I wrote this fucking song hurt
Bitch you never wanna make amends
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done
I try my hardest, this shit isn't fun
Yuh, bitch grab the gun
I'm not the same, u know I lost the one
Bitch I'm hard on myself, and I'm going to hell
Twenty-six fucking stories ill never fucking tell
put that love in wishing wells
I'm the only one I doubt
I just wanna make it out
I just wanna make it out
Bitch you never wanna make amends
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
Dying every month, bitch I'm tryna keep it lowkey
Bitch I'm smoking gas, and I'm feelin hella smokey
They just took my heart, now its mother-fucking broken
I get butterflies when I hear you're so outspoken
My time is soon
I ain't gonna be around for much longer
Cold night, seasonal depression stronger
Bitch I fucking miss you so I wrote this fucking song hurt
Bitch you never wanna make amends
Its okay, bitch I lost my friends
I remember you said "to the end"
(To the end)
And I think its the end
And I think its the end
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
I think I'm done, I think I'm done
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Writer(s): Kardi God
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