Hey depression how doing you doing today What you gonna do to me to make sure I ain't straight what you gonna do to me to make my heart Ache what you gonna do to me to make me self hate huh

Hey insomnia why you gotta text me so late keep me up late night thinking that no one could relate, having all my thoughts all disintegrate not saying shit like my mouth under tape It's the fact that over think when I go to bed

The time when I go ahead and shead some tears for the one day, maybe all the days it can make all the pain go away in this case

And anxiety it pops up in your head like peek a boo It's shit that always makes you scared like fool What you gonna do depression said, no one else just me and you (Just me & you)

And Anna did you eat because I know you always starve yourself maybe for a week or maybe you just wanna look slim thick like those other girls It's those goals in this fucced up world looking like diamonds and pearls