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Stanza 1 I don’t wanna deal with this right now I just wanna go to bed Guess this is what happen when you’re down You hear something see red I try not to end it all, just for those who care Just because I wanna live to see It’s painful to know my suffering I’m aware Is this how my life is gonna be I’m so out of it I start to stare at the ceiling What even is this week All I know it’s been years and I’m not healing Maybe I’m just a freak I’ll stay in my room most of the day Get out because they ask me too Because I can’t let them know I’m not okay Who am I who is this man I don’t know who Maybe that’s because I’m skipping into insanity I’ll sit in this dark room and remember my regrets Probably because it probably struck my vanity Am I gonna live I don’t make bets Because my survivors guilt prevents it Then I fall into my mind as I zone out I try to reach out my hand jerks back like I got bit Then I get lost in a series of doubt Stanza 2 I start to feel like there’s no point Then I start to feel like my purpose to predetermined And I must create my own through the joint The cause of this shifting thoughts I can’t determine I assume I won’t be here long enough to not be blind Then I think what’s the point, my mind keeps changing Thinking I’ll relapse deeper in no time Then I’m like it’s set, the paint has been put on the painting I had a dark year, I end up bragging about the year Got a dark obsession with discussing fatal self harm I feel like I can see my future then I start to fear Then I start looking at my arm I see all of the scars, then I wonder if it’s a purpose Then I find I goal to focus in on Then I throw it out because I feel like it is worthless I then start to wonder if my mind is gone
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Stanza 1 I don’t wanna deal with this right now I just wanna go to bed Guess this is what happen when you’re down You hear something see red I try not to end it all, just for those who care Just because I wanna live to see It’s painful to know my suffering I’m aware Is this how my life is gonna be I’m so out of it I start to stare at the ceiling What even is this week All I know it’s been years and I’m not healing Maybe I’m just a freak I’ll stay in my room most of the day Get out because they ask me too Because I can’t let them know I’m not okay Who am I who is this man I don’t know who Maybe that’s because I’m skipping into insanity I’ll sit in this dark room and remember my regrets Probably because it probably struck my vanity Am I gonna live I don’t make bets Because my survivors guilt prevents it Then I fall into my mind as I zone out I try to reach out my hand jerks back like I got bit Then I get lost in a series of doubt Stanza 2 I start to feel like there’s no point Then I start to feel like my purpose to predetermined And I must create my own through the joint The cause of this shifting thoughts I can’t determine I assume I won’t be here long enough to not be blind Then I think what’s the point, my mind keeps changing Thinking I’ll relapse deeper in no time Then I’m like it’s set, the paint has been put on the painting I had a dark year, I end up bragging about the year Got a dark obsession with discussing fatal self harm I feel like I can see my future then I start to fear Then I start looking at my arm I see all of the scars, then I wonder if it’s a purpose Then I find I goal to focus in on Then I throw it out because I feel like it is worthless I then start to wonder if my mind is gone
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