SiCKER

Forgive to un-forgive
A prophet full of sin
What a democracy, It's mocking me
And hard to give a fuck
Behind bars for a charge
While I'm a fucking kid
My mama taught me
That you only get out what you putting in
You see with me I never wanted to listen
Was tryna grow up sell bags
And handle my digits
I guess you get it how you living
When you not living right
Cause motherfucker wanna snitch
And rat me out with a kite, okay
The world I live in now
Is such a sensitive society
I'm tryna see a better place
Another brighter side of things
But lately I've been looking
Somethings itching up inside of me
I trusted in my gut
But now I'm grieving through this irony
It's hard to see the better things
Looking at my old friends doing good
Standing in the rain
Everybody's got a wedding ring
Everybody but me, married to the gang
That's what makes me sicker bitch

Lost in a pessimistic state of my mind
Tryna figure out myself, but I'm blurred between lines
Through all the lies, see my pain as I'm gripping the stock
See my time count down can't help but stare at the clock

I keep a blade on my nightstand
Don't even try to run up on me, I'm not a nice man
This your fucking nightmare
How the fuck I'm posed to stay here?
When I can't stand you Stans'
Get the fuck out of my head
Tired of all this he said, she said
Cause it's all just pretend
Need my rock I'm feigning
Need to break the pretense and I need a reason
Can't keep on breathing, I dream of leaving, yeah
I hate when I wake up I know this shit is do or die
But I can't help but think of the sweet feel of suicide
On a mountain side, watch the eagles fly
I can take away your breath baby if you let me try
I hate the fact that I can't look at myself in the mirror
Looking back as a kid I ain't have a figure
And even to this day ion touch liquor
Because I seen what it do, it'll make me sicker