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Nobody is perfect on the inside No one cares about you until you die There’s no cure for it, but we can try Let’s enjoy our last moments ‘fore we go up in the sky Why did the doctor not give me depression medicine cause I’m eleven? There are some people who get it when they’re only seven It’s fine I guess, unless you don’t want another one up in heaven- No, hell, cause OCD’s making me feel a whole mess and- So much guilt and depression I can never stop stressing I can’t ever learn my lessons I always be forgettin’ The industry hates me, but I’m bloodletting To make this entire album, it took blood, sweat and Tears to make this album sound like a therapy session I’m not a clout chaser, I don’t seek for attention I’m just tryna’ show you even kids can suffer from depression If you think I’m fakin it, look at all these coping methods So much stressin’, feels like I’m about to have hypertension I wonder when I die, will I go to heaven You can go on and hate, just know that I’m trying my hardest And if you don’t relate, I understand you, to be honest Nobody is perfect on the inside No one cares about you until you die There’s no cure for it, but we can try Let’s enjoy our last moments ‘fore we go up in the sky I’m a little insane, I said that in another song and I might blow out my brains If I do anything wrong cause My heart is like a train, carrying all of these boxes Full of doubting and shame, I might get more from the market Why is it so much pain? I didn’t see all of this coming All these pictures I paint end up going in the garbage Everyone is the saint full of perfection, they’re flawless But I am the pain, full of reflections and darkness Started scratching my veins, Cause I feel like I’m a nothing I’ll never be the same as when I actually meant something I’m feeling so ashamed, I wanna keep hiding and running No, I can’t get a break, Even when I was on vacay’ My grandma, she couldn’t take a deep breath after she was walking So my mom couldn’t wait to call the hospital, she was coughing She was in a bad state, so we took her to the hospital She was conscious, she was confident, told us to be optimistic But, nah, I had trauma feelings, My God, what is the reason of my existence? You didn’t make me good in any way, I’m tired of feeling this way, you didn’t make me have no fire resistance I’m only a little kid and worrying about financial decisions and saying my opinions This was yesterday.
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Nobody is perfect on the inside No one cares about you until you die There’s no cure for it, but we can try Let’s enjoy our last moments ‘fore we go up in the sky Why did the doctor not give me depression medicine cause I’m eleven? There are some people who get it when they’re only seven It’s fine I guess, unless you don’t want another one up in heaven- No, hell, cause OCD’s making me feel a whole mess and- So much guilt and depression I can never stop stressing I can’t ever learn my lessons I always be forgettin’ The industry hates me, but I’m bloodletting To make this entire album, it took blood, sweat and Tears to make this album sound like a therapy session I’m not a clout chaser, I don’t seek for attention I’m just tryna’ show you even kids can suffer from depression If you think I’m fakin it, look at all these coping methods So much stressin’, feels like I’m about to have hypertension I wonder when I die, will I go to heaven You can go on and hate, just know that I’m trying my hardest And if you don’t relate, I understand you, to be honest Nobody is perfect on the inside No one cares about you until you die There’s no cure for it, but we can try Let’s enjoy our last moments ‘fore we go up in the sky I’m a little insane, I said that in another song and I might blow out my brains If I do anything wrong cause My heart is like a train, carrying all of these boxes Full of doubting and shame, I might get more from the market Why is it so much pain? I didn’t see all of this coming All these pictures I paint end up going in the garbage Everyone is the saint full of perfection, they’re flawless But I am the pain, full of reflections and darkness Started scratching my veins, Cause I feel like I’m a nothing I’ll never be the same as when I actually meant something I’m feeling so ashamed, I wanna keep hiding and running No, I can’t get a break, Even when I was on vacay’ My grandma, she couldn’t take a deep breath after she was walking So my mom couldn’t wait to call the hospital, she was coughing She was in a bad state, so we took her to the hospital She was conscious, she was confident, told us to be optimistic But, nah, I had trauma feelings, My God, what is the reason of my existence? You didn’t make me good in any way, I’m tired of feeling this way, you didn’t make me have no fire resistance I’m only a little kid and worrying about financial decisions and saying my opinions This was yesterday.
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