Thinking of Ending Things

[Chorus]
They say they want the real me, but they ain't listening
When I die maybe then they'll see, that I made history
In my brain these demons play, my head always rings
Even when everything's going okay, I'm thinking about ending things

[Verse]
Trying to ignore all my self doubt
Seeing all these demons what is that about?
Tryna get rich off of word of mouth
Shit kinda hard when you from the south
I'm always faking I lie in profusion
I buried my skeletons now they protrudin
My self-esteem beaten you see the contusions
I'm awkward as fuck what you see an illusion
Yokai be tap dancing all in my brain
Anxiety that shit will makе you insane
Confide in me, trust mе that shit be in vain
Can't focus on helping to busy in pain
Don't cut my wrist cuz I don't like blood stains
Don't talk to others cuz I feel too strange
I want to go off and just go deranged
But it's my character to remain tame
What I make sad music for?
Done this too many times
Get depressed when ya'll ignore
Why ya'll think I make stupid rhymes?
Maybe when I bleed on the floor
Ya'll start seeing the signs
Record even when my heart sore
Do you want more?

[Chorus]
They say they want the real me, but they ain't listening
When I die maybe then they'll see, that I made history
In my brain these demons play, my head always rings
Even when everything's going okay, I'm thinking about ending things