Fcked Up
Why are you breaking down
I thought you wanna thrive
You're so frustrating
You keep fucking up your life
Don't you know that you're wasting time
Getting fucking high
Killing youself trying
Denying your own lies
Your back has knives
Your back has knives
Your back has knives
I'm fucked up in my head
Fantasizing, wishing I was dead
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
People pointing that I'm fake
I'm not even true to myself
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
I ask for help but no one's giving it to me
Couldn't give me what I need, yeah
'Cause I'm fucked up in my head
What would it be like when I'm dead?
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
You got some problems
You don't even talk about
You're in your own asylum
Giving yourself some doubt
Asking for your freedom
When you fucking got it now
You don't even look proud
And you're already worn-out
Playing victim, you're a fraud
Give yourself some applause
Self esteem is fucking flawed
Thinking if there's a god
7 years into the dark
Since I said I'm gonna face it
I couldn't escape it
Now I embraced it
I'm fucked up in my head
Fantasizing, wishing I was dead
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
People pointing that I'm fake
I'm not even true to myself
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
I ask for help but no one's giving it to me
Couldn't give me what I need, yeah
'Cause I'm fucked up in my head
What would it be like when I'm dead?
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
I thought you wanna thrive
You're so frustrating
You keep fucking up your life
Don't you know that you're wasting time
Getting fucking high
Killing youself trying
Denying your own lies
Your back has knives
Your back has knives
Your back has knives
I'm fucked up in my head
Fantasizing, wishing I was dead
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
People pointing that I'm fake
I'm not even true to myself
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
I ask for help but no one's giving it to me
Couldn't give me what I need, yeah
'Cause I'm fucked up in my head
What would it be like when I'm dead?
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
You got some problems
You don't even talk about
You're in your own asylum
Giving yourself some doubt
Asking for your freedom
When you fucking got it now
You don't even look proud
And you're already worn-out
Playing victim, you're a fraud
Give yourself some applause
Self esteem is fucking flawed
Thinking if there's a god
7 years into the dark
Since I said I'm gonna face it
I couldn't escape it
Now I embraced it
I'm fucked up in my head
Fantasizing, wishing I was dead
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
People pointing that I'm fake
I'm not even true to myself
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
I ask for help but no one's giving it to me
Couldn't give me what I need, yeah
'Cause I'm fucked up in my head
What would it be like when I'm dead?
('Cause I'm so fucked up, 'cause I'm so fucked up)
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