| I remember when you came to me
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| You were crying, no, you couldn’t breathe
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| You were so distressed you could not sleep
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| I felt the innocence get raped out of me
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| You got body dysmorphia
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| You got cuts on your fingers from when you broke your own mirror
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| You’re so pretty to me, you’re perfect in every way
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| I try to explain that but you just wanna push me away
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| You wanna take advantage of me when I was so innocent
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| Gaslighting the best of me making me think that I really wanted this
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| But no I didn’t, no I didn’t, now im lying on the floor
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| My thoughts are like a piss in the wind, im left shaking on my own
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| Im fucked up now in my own way
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| Biting on my lips as they ulcerate and the blood starts to pour
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| Im fucked up now in the headspace
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| Smoke another joint so I don’t have to deal with my own doubts
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| I feel your hands on my skin
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| Ripping my clothes off, pulling me under
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| How do you justify this
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| How do you sleep, tell me how do you sleep, man
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| You make me wish I would die
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| Cutting me open, leaving me fucked up
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| It’s burnt in my brain so I stay high
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| It’s killing me slowly, you’re killing me slowly
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| You’re flicking that switchblade, put it to my cheek babe
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| I never thought you wouldn’t see the anger that you dragged me through
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| You weren’t there for me, I always was there for you
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| You wanna take about abuse, yeah look at what the anger drew
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| It’s like your name is engraved into my teeth
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| Cus every time I date somebody new the topics always about you
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| Cus I just break in the way that I can’t change
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| Cus every time I think I wrote something new it’s still always about you
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| Im disgraced to think that suicide would help my mental issues
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| Not knowing the facts that I need some help, but I know that im alone
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| It’s like the moon is staring down upon me, yeah he’s hungry for my soul
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| If I survive through another night is there a change ill be fine
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| Im fucked up now in my own way
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| Biting on my lips as they ulcerate and the blood starts to pour
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| Im fucked up now in the headspace
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| Smoke another joint so I don’t have to deal with my own doubts
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| I feel your hands on my skin
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| Ripping my clothes off, pulling me under
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| How do you justify this
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| How do you sleep, tell me how do you sleep, man
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| You make me wish I would die
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| Cutting me open, leaving me fucked up
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| It’s burnt in my brain so I stay high
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| It’s killing me slowly, you’re killing me slowly |