Wish I fucking hated you to make this shit go easy
Looking through my stomach watching my pain move so freely
Bathing in my blood with my fists fucked up
Soaking up my feelings, while im fucked up drugged
Its all rather funny when my bodys all bloody
Fictional or literal, well you don’t give a fuck
Im really fucking stressed. Maybe im depressed
Bloody fucking chest, soaked in the blue top, come and fucking check
Bitches asking for a rematch, i ain't playing chess
Is he fucking serious? Well im a fucking wreck
Embroidered in my head, cries of a crazed boy, wishing he was dead
Cemented in the ground, got these lyrics on my leg
Should I cut them off, or are they really better said
Meet me in the middle, and ill tie the fucking thread
Feelings inside, tripping, ripping, sinking my ship
Fish all around me getting ready on the heart rip
Try being me when im hearing all this dumb shit
Dumb mother fucker gonna make my fucking heart skip
Shot boy, sittin in a knot boy gonna hit back like a mother fucking clot boy
Dark ass shit just tryna overcome me, pulling on the chains like your tryna let the scum free
Most of the boys that Ive got right around me, gone in a year, will my motherfucking eyes bleed
Putting in the effort to what reward, pulling on the strings gonna pull the cord
End my life support, fuck life, im bored, whats the point, gonna be ignored lets go explore
Damned little boy, tryna clean his slate often, things like my feelings tryna drag me in a coffin
Cooling and heating of emotions fuck me up, dumb little schmuck gonna pluck me out the truck
Looking for approval never gonna come
Feelings going slowly like im turning numb
I get it ill be fine, gotta watch the clock gonna take some time
And if I do start losing my mind, pull the pen paper out gonna write some rhymes
If not come catch me imma cause some crimes, with my nose down like im about to snort my lines
When im feeling happy all i ever do is think, regretting the lines that I write when I sink
Should I stop now to just save myself the cringe, or have I become dependent like a druggy with a syringe
Only in a few years will I truly fucking know, likely hate my past self as were all gonna grow
Gonna put the pen down cuz of my dropping narcissism, thankful that this shit is like an exorcism