The Yassification of Aunt May

I feel so lost
Four years spent trying to get
Something to call my own
And grow the fuck up
I can't resent the sun
Everyday when I wake up
It fucks my head
I get stuck in a rut
My apartment
Hides all of my fears but
The façade is breaking
I'm on my knees shaking
Save me from me
I need help I'm struggling

Forge my own disposition
I hate who I've become
Pick myself off the ground
I think I need some help
I need fucking help



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Roy
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