Suicide Hotline

I feel like shit, man
Slit my fucken wrist, man
I love this pain, man
I think i’ve gone insane, man

Man, I love dwelling on my past so much
My mind it drive me crazy
Last few months been positive
Been suicidal lately
You ain’t gonna help me, get off me
I love misery, don’t stop me
What I got to live for? Nothing
I don’t even really give a fuck, bitch
Feel like my body so heavy
Heart been kinda empty
People tryna kick it, like, ‘no, son
I wanna chill with my lonesome
So sorry for myself
Masochist, passivist
Can’t believe how bad it gets
Brains finna get blasted, bitch

I feel like shit
I feel like shit, man
Slit my wrist
Slit my fucken wrist, man
I love this pain
I love this pain, man
I’ve gone insane
I think I’ve gone insane, man

Leave me all alone
Don’t want no fucken therapy
This a habit
Depression- why I have it?
Combative fucken addict
Pathetic & the saddest
Roll up my blunts the fattest
You want it? You can’t have it
I don’t need no friends, no love, no money, no life
This world is full of evil, cold-hearted people sharing no light
Sick of feeling like I don’t deserve shit
I’ll fucken kill you as I look into your eyes
So, what’s the word, bitch
Don’t play with me
Don’t give me a reason
Cuz today, I just wanna die
Man, I don’t even feel like breathing
I hate me
I hate you
Cuz this something I been dealing with my whole life that you don’t relate to

I feel like shit
I feel like shit, man
Slit my wrist
Slit my fucken wrist, man
I love this pain
I love this pain, man
I’ve gone insane
I think I’ve gone insane, man