i really hate myself

Cut me deep Can you make me bleed?
All these cuts are my memories
Only twenty
But I feel so bleak
I don't think I can Make it to twenty-three
I wanna kill myself
Ever since I was a teen
I don't ask for help
I don't wanna seem weak
Now I'm popping pills
Like a fucking fiend
Liquor in my cup
I got yayo on my screen

I hate who I am
And who I'm gonna be
Just another fucking pill popper junkie
I don't wanna be alone I just wanna leave
I reach my hand towards you can you reach out for me

Cut me deep
Can you make me bleed?
All these cuts are my
Memories
Only twenty
But I feel so bleak
I don't think I can
Make it to twenty-three
I wanna kill myself
Ever since I was a teen
I don't ask for help
I don't wanna seem weak
Now I'm popping pills
Like a fucking fiend
Liquor in my cup
I got yayo on my screen



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Duarte
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