[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm over being depressed, probably need a good rest

Addictions trying repress, my prescriptions I detest

Oh, I'm dependent yes, think it making me heartless

[Verse 1]

But I can't stop this shit, bitch and I sold enough zips

I'm over all of this, a emo bitch wounded wrist

I ain't never load a clip, but I ain't been grateful for it

Nah, I just kept pouring, and you know I know it's abhorrent

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm over being depressed, probably need a good rest

Addictions trying repress, my prescriptions I detest

Oh, I'm dependent yes, think it making mе heartless

[Verse 2]

I've been so dеlusioned, ingested all that putrid

Just wanted to leave here, my thoughts never clear

The drugs always near

But first come that anxiety

Why she had to lie to me?

Why I even give a shit?

Probably really loved that bitch

I don't even remember much

I see the cuts in my flesh, I see the blood on my head

I smoke and try my best to rest, try my best to repress

Thoughts of comfort in death, I ain't found a way out yet

This body I can't leave, this flesh I guess I need