they all said i suck at handling my emotions

Calm your tits down
I can't do this shit
Literally, like, what the fuck, just
Stop fucking stressing me out
You
Need a chill pill
Cause if you yell at me one more time, out of no fucking reason, then
I'm gonna actually fucking lose it

Catch me in the casket
Regret it then, regret it then
I poured my soul for my entire life, all the way
Just for you to
Not be happy with me

I'm sorry for disappointing you
I guess it's something I am used to
I guess it's something that I'm used to



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Writer(s): Elisha Qistina
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