[Verse 1: Hyperactive]

Yea, Life is a struggle

Sometimes I feel like I just wanna die, sometimes

I wanna just cut

I wanna just bleed

The pain's adrenaline for me

I don’t wanna breathe

I just wanna cry

Do nothing at all

Curled up in a ball

Watch the blood as is spills

All the way down my arms into my hands

I'm watchin' it drip off of the tip of my fingers

While I'm lickin' my lips

Because I'm just sick in the head

I been through it all

I've been called a dick

I been called a fag

It's makin' me mad

Its makin me sad

No I don't got a dad

I got through it alone

Only man in my home

But am I a man if they couldn't rely

They can't speak to me when in need of my help

I couldn't assist if I can't help myself

Cuz I'm losin' myself

I'm losin' my health

Trapped in this web and I cannot get out

These goblins and demons are stuck in my head

I can't get em out

Put a Glock in my hand and into my mouth

I'm shootin em out

Just get fuck out…. (BANG)

[Bridge: Hyperactvie]

Wow

This is what its like way up in the clouds

Tell me right now

Who the fuck cares ever since I've been gone

Why weren't you there when I needed the help

But now you're a shoulder for mom to cry on

But you weren't worried when you pulled out the chair

From under my bum

Or when you threw all of my books on the ground

Or when you just told me to stop making sounds

You were the one that didn’t want me around

And now you're sittin' in my livin' room

Talkin bout the stories from middle school

It's typical

Ain't it just pitiful

I never pity fools

Actin ridiculous

Actin like you knew I did exist...

[Verse 2: Hyperactive]

You're an antagonist

Lookin' like a pair of saggin' tits

I'm a fuckin' protagonist

In a world that you're standing in

Forget about me?

Fuck that, its not happenin'

A world that you’re happy in

I can no longer fathom it

I will haunt you till your world starts blackening

Mind staggering

Life shattering

Imma have your teeth chattering

Words stammering

Pistol to your dome so your brain bits scattering…

Don’t be surprised when nobody shows up to your funeral