smoke shit to ease the stress
writing shit to decompress
no, don’t think i’m too depressed
i just think my life’s a mess
i’m spiraling inside my mind tonight
and i can’t find the light inside
i’m losing all my balance, i wanna fight
i wanna cry, i’m asking why
i let my mind control me and take over all my actions
i let my heart beat too loudly and it creates all this madness
i wonder if i’ll ever find the balance in the madness
i wonder if i’ll ever find the balance and grasp it
emotionally insane
i don’t think about the shit that gives me pain
i’d rather live in vain
than let anything like that ever hurt me again
don’t need to think about all the salty ends
of the shit that i wish i could have fucking mended
and it’s crazy how it’s gotta end
i mean i barely even realize until the end
that everything has a ending right before it begins
you see the circle if you always keep it real don’t pretend
i had to share what’s in my heart and never hold that shit in
it made me feel like i was losing who i was, lost my grip
now it’s amazing how it’s crazy how i live in this sim
and realize it’s the body made for me, i keep on livin
and make mistakes and break and take as much
but remember to give
i give the glory and the thanks to all the people i’m with.