Black Chrysanthemum
Nowadays just self medicate
Meditate took two tabs and levitate
Bipolar bullshit keep me awake
So nowadays just stay up and masturbate
My friends keep calling me too detached
Call them a bitch I'm on some white girl shit
White girl shit might give me a complex
Try to be complex but no one likes it
What the fuck is a status
I catch a case dressed like a faggot
Dark web etiquette
Corpus edimus
Hypnagogic
Choice is irreverent
Don't feel like making hits so I make edgy trash
Still feel good about it cuz it's not too bad
Can't cry about life just cause it isn't fair
Well life isn't fair but who the fuck cares
Don't remember how to speak normal
Feels like I'm rotting trying to reach my goals
Too many snakes so I keep a third eye on my conscience
Too much chasing fame so I chase Lexapro with Smirnoff
So far past myself I wish I could be better than this
So far beyond emotions what's disorder to a plaintiff
Too much of these bigots you cannot beg enough
So much underground but still too scared to make the jump
I lost track of what everyone wants me to be
But it's so fucking hard to live and still be seen
Stay up until I hear the distant wails of unsung night
Meditate took two tabs and levitate
Bipolar bullshit keep me awake
So nowadays just stay up and masturbate
My friends keep calling me too detached
Call them a bitch I'm on some white girl shit
White girl shit might give me a complex
Try to be complex but no one likes it
What the fuck is a status
I catch a case dressed like a faggot
Dark web etiquette
Corpus edimus
Hypnagogic
Choice is irreverent
Don't feel like making hits so I make edgy trash
Still feel good about it cuz it's not too bad
Can't cry about life just cause it isn't fair
Well life isn't fair but who the fuck cares
Don't remember how to speak normal
Feels like I'm rotting trying to reach my goals
Too many snakes so I keep a third eye on my conscience
Too much chasing fame so I chase Lexapro with Smirnoff
So far past myself I wish I could be better than this
So far beyond emotions what's disorder to a plaintiff
Too much of these bigots you cannot beg enough
So much underground but still too scared to make the jump
I lost track of what everyone wants me to be
But it's so fucking hard to live and still be seen
Stay up until I hear the distant wails of unsung night
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Writer(s): Freet Rella
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