Yeah you try to be different cuz you dont wanna be urself
You are just a stale copycat of everyone else
Ive been laying in the dark in a moldy wooden hearse
Count from 11 to 13 cuz i dont fuck with 12

Bitch go away
Im not okay
Numbing my pain
Lines of cocaine
Straight in my brain
Im not okay
Bitch go away yuh

You lack variety
I have anxiety
Battling sobriety
Fuck the society
Leave me my privacy
End my life violently
It is over fucking finally

Numb the pain with pills everyday
Ask me if im fine bitch im not okay