Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear Diary, artist - Ramirez. Date of issue: 21.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dear Diary |
| Thinking bout' $uicide everyday |
| I’ve been through this route (I've been through this route) |
| What’s my life about |
| Popping pills and living life full of doubt (life full of doubt) |
| Praying on the edge my bed |
| Hoping I could get responses |
| Battle my illness alone, crying a river I’m honest |
| Oh no |
| I don’t know which way to go |
| I don’t even have my home |
| In the dark is where I roam |
| I’ve been stuck and all alone |
| Popping these pills and I’m asking God why |
| Do I have urges to just wanna die |
| Receiving no answers cos' God is a lie |
| Look in my eyes |
| See pain that’s inside |
| I done lost a couple friends |
| For the way, a nigga been acting |
| No faking |
| No pretending |
| I just really wanna fucking end this |
| Oh no |
| Grabbing my gun and I point at my dome |
| I’m telling myself |
| «Be easy, let go don’t pull on the trigger there’s much to hold on» |
| But these pills they kick in and I just can’t move on |
| Lost in my ways and I try to forget |
| All of this sadness and all this regret |
| I look to my mom and I tell her like this |
| Yo' son is a fuck up |
| Yo' son can’t do shit |
| My Momma telling me I’ll be okay (I'll be okay) |
| She don’t understand I’m living day by day (day by day) |
| Pop another pill to feel ok (to feel ok) |
| Thinking bout' Suicide everyday |
| Stand in closet |
| I’m tying a noose |
| You living a lie |
| I’m stuck in the truth |
| Faking a smile but depression the root |
| I try to be happy but I can’t it’s a fluke |
| Love for my friends but they don’t know I’m through |
| I don’t see no sun cause I stay in my room |
| I look in the mirror |
| The vision gets clearer |
| Anxiety, got me trapped in this shit too |
| My Momma telling me I’ll be okay (I'll be okay) |
| She don’t understand I’m living day by day (day by day) |
| Pop another pill to feel ok (to feel ok) |
| Thinking bout' $uicide everyday |
| I’ve been through this route (I've been through this route) |
| What’s my life about |
| Popping pills and living life full of doubt (life full of doubt) |
| Praying on the edge my bed |
| Hoping I could get responses |
| Battle my illness alone, crying a river I’m honest |
| Oh no |
| I don’t know which way to go |
| I don’t even have my home |
| In the dark is where I roam |
| I’ve been stuck and all alone |