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[Verse 1: Tres]

[Verse 2: LyteSpeed]
Bedridden, head filled in, worried that I can’t fit in
Rejected, wishing that I maybe could be forgiven
Pessimistic , these fucking pills arent ever effective
Protective, but like no one wants me to just to protect them
I try to get shit done, but I can never do it right
My dark thoughts make me cry myself to sleep like every night
I wanna live a normal life without the pain inside my mind
I wish it would just go away, cause when I end it it just might
You really don’t know what the fuck goes on inside my head
You don’t know what it’s like forcing yourself out of your bed
I’m counting down the years, months, weeks, and minutes till my death
Cause I know No one will be remembering my name in the end
You really don’t know what the fuck goes on inside my head
You don’t know what it’s like forcing yourself out of your bed
I’m counting down the years, months, weeks, and minutes till my death
Cause I know No one will be remembering my name in the end
(aye)