[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm over being depressed, probably need a good rest
Addictions trying repress, my prescriptions I detest
Oh, I'm dependent yes, think it making me heartless

[Verse 1]
But I can't stop this shit, bitch and I sold enough zips
I'm over all of this, a emo bitch wounded wrist
I ain't never load a clip, but I ain't been grateful for it
Nah, I just kept pouring, and you know I know it's abhorrent

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm over being depressed, probably need a good rest
Addictions trying repress, my prescriptions I detest
Oh, I'm dependent yes, think it making mе heartless

[Verse 2]
I've been so dеlusioned, ingested all that putrid
Just wanted to leave here, my thoughts never clear
The drugs always near
But first come that anxiety
Why she had to lie to me?
Why I even give a shit?
Probably really loved that bitch
I don't even remember much
I see the cuts in my flesh, I see the blood on my head
I smoke and try my best to rest, try my best to repress
Thoughts of comfort in death, I ain't found a way out yet
This body I can't leave, this flesh I guess I need