I was really angry when i made this

[Verse 1]
I'm fucking sick
That I'm not on the top charts or
Getting run up like pop stars
But I'm a bitch
For thinking that my future comes to me
And I don't know if I want it that hard
I'm fucking sick
For having thoughts that I don't believe in
Believing things that I can't see
It's a different kind of sickness that I
Sickness I can't see

[Chorus]
I'm fucking sick
Of the words that I write 'cause they don't seem to
Matter when I get them out
I'm fucking sick
Of my personal space being invaded
By the siblings that I don't even want
I'm fucking sick
Of the house being full of people
Who will judge me for what I think
It's a different kind of sickness that I
Sickness I can't beat

[Verse 2]
Oh I can't run anymorе
There's a lot of things I want right now
But the lyrics won't makе sense
Raising babies ain't that hard
But that's false from what I've heard
Oh baby girl there's lots of shit I can't be
Proud of anymore

[Chorus]
I'm fucking sick
Of the words that I write 'cause they don't seem to
Matter when I get them out
I'm fucking sick
Of my personal space being invaded
By the siblings that I don't even want
I'm fucking sick
Of the house being full of people
Who will judge me for what I think
It's a different kind of sickness that I
Sickness I can't beat

[Verse 3]
But don't feel bad
Please don't take this how it sounds
But I wished we all died at once
Rocks and bones
Can break my know-how
If you ever got the chance
Oh baby girl
I got a coffee stain
On your favorite bright blue shirt
The coffee grounds
Are in my blood
'cause I can't find a cure