Is this where it ends, I swear I did too much this time
My hearts about to give up, So I'll just do, one more line
Shit, I can't feel my face, it's not even the weekend, why-di get so fucked?
She isn't really that mad, we'll probably still make up
It ain't a big deal if you can't feel alright, jack, tree shots
Tryna numb these demons, coz if I stop breathing.... then they stop

Mama, what's wrong with me?
I got a lovely family and friends, so why am I doing shit so dead?
What's wrong with me?
Don't listen to a word Dad/they said, take another three shots to the head, fuck it
What's wrong with me?
I've always had a roof over my head, so I need to live this close to the edge
Sing this song with me
Most of my best friends are dead, and I wish they fucking weren't so bad
Yeah...