17
I wasn't thinking about anything
But my ending
I was thinking about everything
That I didn't wanna be
I wasn't thinking about anyone
But what I wanted to be done
Everything
It didn't mean a thing
But I could not remain
A slave to my wicked ways
And as much as I wanted to escape
They weren't ready for that change
I was 17 with a soul full of lost dreams
Living for them never really loved me
Suicidal tendencies and pain of anxiety
Now every time I close my eyes when I go to sleep
I see nightmares and bitter dreams
Of 17
Heart skips, jumps
Not even, not breathing
I can hear them all at my door would they stop beating
Never thought I'd be contemplating my worth living
Talked to God and I asked him if I was worth healing
Knees kneeling
Tongue-tied and a knife peeling
Hoping that this pain helps me release all that I'm feeling
Fight this addiction
Swear I became my worst villain
Praying petitions
Lately been feeling less resistance
'Cause I could not remain
A slave to my wicked game
Now when I'm in need of a peaceful escape
I'm no longer bound by chains
I was 17 with a soul full of lost dreams
Living for them never really loved me
Suicidal tendencies and pain of anxiety
Now every time I close my eyes when I go to sleep
I see nightmares and bitter dreams
Of 17
But my ending
I was thinking about everything
That I didn't wanna be
I wasn't thinking about anyone
But what I wanted to be done
Everything
It didn't mean a thing
But I could not remain
A slave to my wicked ways
And as much as I wanted to escape
They weren't ready for that change
I was 17 with a soul full of lost dreams
Living for them never really loved me
Suicidal tendencies and pain of anxiety
Now every time I close my eyes when I go to sleep
I see nightmares and bitter dreams
Of 17
Heart skips, jumps
Not even, not breathing
I can hear them all at my door would they stop beating
Never thought I'd be contemplating my worth living
Talked to God and I asked him if I was worth healing
Knees kneeling
Tongue-tied and a knife peeling
Hoping that this pain helps me release all that I'm feeling
Fight this addiction
Swear I became my worst villain
Praying petitions
Lately been feeling less resistance
'Cause I could not remain
A slave to my wicked game
Now when I'm in need of a peaceful escape
I'm no longer bound by chains
I was 17 with a soul full of lost dreams
Living for them never really loved me
Suicidal tendencies and pain of anxiety
Now every time I close my eyes when I go to sleep
I see nightmares and bitter dreams
Of 17
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Writer(s): Kourtney Kennard
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