Fuck

I feel like my head’s about to explode

Will I be ok? I don’t know

Prolly not but I need to be alone

Why don’t I feel better when I’m alone?

I hate social interaction and it fucks with my head

I swear to god if I could, I’d spend all day in bed

But I’m forced to get up and get myself fed

And my parents ask me why I think I’m better off dead

I end up taking my anger on them

Stealing every chance that I have to be normal again

Robbing me of my freedom and my future

While the voices inside arеn’t even condemnеd

I can’t stand it, I’m insane

All my life I’ve been in pain

For 19 years it’s been the same

Wish I was lying (Lion) but this feeling’s the main (mane)

I’m running out of options

I’m running out of answers

Y’all might find my body in the Tropic of Cancer

If you do, don’t be sorry, I’ll be fine with the Black Panther (R.I.P)

But realize that I exploded from all my anger

Even dropped out of college to try and get my mind right

Didn’t think it made sense but it did in hindsight

Thought I’d be happier, I’d finally see the bright side

But then depression came back and hit me on my blind side

Smoking helps but it’s only temporary

I need it most at night cause that’s when my thoughts are scary

I like the feeling of getting high like a fairy

But maybe to really do that I need to find another bearing

Listen to my words

Listen to what the fuck I’m saying

This ain’t for the camera

This no fucking game I’m playing

This is real life shit

This is what I’m fucking going through

You say I’m fucking crazy?

Yeah that’s something we already knew