She call me first
Wanna talk it over
I don't really want that
Fillers in my body stat
Filled with chemicals like a vat
Didn't really wanna rap
Lyrics come and some are crap
Matters none cause all are fact
Tired of telling them I'm done
Tired of telling them I'm fine
Tired of always feeling some
Tired of always being fine
Wired up but cut the line
People focused on the lies
And the rights what a waste

Stay inside and decay supersize
Ressurect just to die a second time
What's the point of life
Probably none
Everyone stick up on drugs
Just for what
Tired of never being fine
Tired of being just alright
Tired of walking a thinning splice
Tired of always pretending I
Wanna act nice
I'm not fine
I'm not fine