I Hate Myself
It's all in my head
I can't get out of this mess
My heart is broken
I'm trapped inside the darkness
Too little, too late
I tried to save myself
Too little, too late
I cannot save myself
Too little, too late
I'm gonna end myself
And if I'm not here tomorrow
Then you will know my sorrow
And if I'm not here tomorrow
And if I can't love myself
Then how can I love somebody else
This is a cry for help
Because I hate myself
Listen
I don't know a single way to explain it
How I feel inside, like I'm rushing through my days, it's
As if I wanna end it soon, but still wanna stay, which
If you ask me the worst type of contradiction, I'm aching
My body's feeling weak, like getting out of bed's a chore
Some days, my meaning of success is opening doors
And going out the store, just to break down in my core
But I can't let them see, or my next ride's to a psych ward
Why do I feel this weight just from working
I hate being lazy, but can't make time worth it
I can't do shit without feelin like I'm worthless
Like what's the fuckin point, I'm a bucket of worry
Worry, hurry, before time runs out, but then I think
There's no reason, I just got to slow down
Slow down and clear my head, but one thought makes it out
No matter what, I still hate myself, wow
Frozen
And I'm broken
And we all fall down
We all fall down
Below the ground
Frozen
And I'm broken
And if I can't love myself
Then how can I love somebody else
This is a cry for help
Because I hate myself
I can't get out of this mess
My heart is broken
I'm trapped inside the darkness
Too little, too late
I tried to save myself
Too little, too late
I cannot save myself
Too little, too late
I'm gonna end myself
And if I'm not here tomorrow
Then you will know my sorrow
And if I'm not here tomorrow
And if I can't love myself
Then how can I love somebody else
This is a cry for help
Because I hate myself
Listen
I don't know a single way to explain it
How I feel inside, like I'm rushing through my days, it's
As if I wanna end it soon, but still wanna stay, which
If you ask me the worst type of contradiction, I'm aching
My body's feeling weak, like getting out of bed's a chore
Some days, my meaning of success is opening doors
And going out the store, just to break down in my core
But I can't let them see, or my next ride's to a psych ward
Why do I feel this weight just from working
I hate being lazy, but can't make time worth it
I can't do shit without feelin like I'm worthless
Like what's the fuckin point, I'm a bucket of worry
Worry, hurry, before time runs out, but then I think
There's no reason, I just got to slow down
Slow down and clear my head, but one thought makes it out
No matter what, I still hate myself, wow
Frozen
And I'm broken
And we all fall down
We all fall down
Below the ground
Frozen
And I'm broken
And if I can't love myself
Then how can I love somebody else
This is a cry for help
Because I hate myself
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Naused
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