[Intro]

Help me, I need help

I need help

Help me

Help

This is my blood?

This is my blood; scar; soothe me then from the shard wrist

[Verse 1]

Everybody crying, saying, “Poor me, I’m sad

Ugh, snap the fuck out of it. Wake up from the crash

Of the ones who attention-seeking, flexing all their past traumas

“You do it too.” Oh yeah, I’m so glad

You pointed that out. Now take it back

Before I grind your mouth on broken-glass-

Filled razor-wire-tied and sewn tote bags

Oh Christ, that was harsh, I’m so sorry ‘bout that

BPD and “white boy rage” bring mishap

To spawn from my overdrawn-out words and raps

“Oh great, blame it all on that!

This is why you cut yourself and lash out.”

[Verse 2]

Was a fawn fawning just to fucking make it up the hill

And splitting, saying, “Please don’t hurt mе.”

And I love that I love that I hate you, Dillon

Takе what the fuck you like from your own feelings that are dealing out

Everybody crying, saying, “Poor me, I’m sad.”

Ugh, snap the fuck out of it

Wake up from the crash of the ones who are attention-seeking

Flexing all their past traumas

“You do it too.”

Oh yeah, I’m so glad you pointed that out

Now take it back before I grind your mouth on broken-glass-filled razor-wire-tied and sewn tote bags

Oh Christ, that was harsh, but I’m not sorry 'bout that