I put my phone on DND, don't look at my texts (Lunamatic)
And I know there's somethin' wrong with me, I know I'm a mess
And I don't care what you gon' show me, I'll never be impressed
I never seem to pass my tests
Had to say "Fuck you", 'cause I know I made it here by myself
Prayin' that I don't have to see another day
Tired, I'm sick and tired, I don't wanna whine
Escape from, my reality, I might run away
Close the door and no, I'm never gonna open it up
If you look in my eyes, you can tell I never gave a fuck
I know I'll never be anything, I'll never be enough
It's hard to process all these thoughts
It's hard to come up with stuff
To say to people that ask me if I'm okay
'Cause I know that I'm not, I never was in any damn way
But I don't even have a lot of friends, I'm always betrayed
You stab me in the back and left me there, in the sheet I lay
Walk inside a party, they said that I'm bad news
You always judgin' but don't know what I've been through
Oh, you want smoke? Then come and try, see where it land you
You piss me off, I'm sick and tired, I can't withstand you
You know you're in the wrong, but never wanna say it
You wanna take my trust? you broke it and betrayed it
All of these memories and thoughts, they keep replayin'
And you're the puppeteer, I know you won't portray it
Had to say "Fuck you", 'cause I know I made it here by myself
Prayin' that I don't have to see another day
Tired, I'm sick and tired, I don't wanna whine
Escape from, my reality, I might run away
"Fuck you", 'cause I know I made it here by myself
Prayin' that I don't have to see another day
Tired, I'm sick and tired, I don't wanna whine
Escape from, my reality, I might run away
(Bloomtodeath)
Man comin' up is so exhaustin'
I keep fuckin' up, but now everybody's watchin'
Watchin', like was it worth of what it cost me?
Block me, baby, I like it barbie
Now you givin' up on the pride that I got left of me
I understate it 'cause you pry so incessantly
My crush is straight, always go cry to him desperately
Your love is fake, you're only higher off the ecstasy
But maybe I better be
I'm so done treatin' death like a secret
Starin' me down, killin' every belief
Livin' a short life, just gettin' ready to pass away
I was tryna survive, maybe I had to say
"Fuck you", 'cause I know I made it here by myself
Prayin' that I don't have to see another day
Tired, I'm sick and tired, I don't wanna whine
Escape from, my reality, I might run away
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