Verse 1
Polo shirt on, with my Skinny Jeans
Look around at my n***as, bitch we mean
But look, my heart is full of Pain
Tired of this life man, fuck the Fame
Uh, I swear I crave Attention
So n***a please listen
So sick of the Pain
Run me over with a love train
But I ain't got a ticket
My life? My fam ain't in it
Yeah, and these n***as ain't real
My fam ain't real. Each other they kill
But it's okay. Its me & Trisket
The blood on my wrist, it's hotter than a Biscuit
And I won't lie, I'm so Suicidal
I guess I'm like Tyler, & he's my idol
Yeah

Hook
Do you ever get a feeling in ya chest?
The kind of feeling comes, when you're depressed?
I know the feeling, the feeling is PAIN
Like being an innocent n***a, but gettin' blamed
Shit, the feeling is PAIN
Yeah, the feeling is pain

Verse 2
I swear, my heart belongs to Mara
She doesn't even care, I love life no longer
Yeah, & so I feel Alone. But I'm not 'cause of Misery
I bet if I died, not a single person would miss me
Yeah, Atheism got me Disowned
Some Family huh? I had to get gon'
I swear, I can't wait to get grown
And escape the Pain, & the Alone
Yeah, Nothing is Promised, except Death
So give me that, take my last Breath
'Cause I don't want life, nor do I need it
Take away the pain, give me endless sleepin'

Hook

Verse 3
Yeah, I've suffered from a broken heart
To most, me being dead is an Art
They would sing, like Mozart
Uh, I feel like this is real shit
Sometimes the pain inside makes me wanna kill shit
But look, I'm gon. And FUCK THIS

Hook