Chorus: no1 understands my pain, the world don't understand my pain
Everything in life needs change, everything needs change
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Verse) the worst part is looking inside of the mirror, screaming and feeling like nobody can hear you, invisible to the world like you are simply see through, look at all of these tears too.
They ain't gonna dry themselves, but their mine, they're not noone else's
My body needs to relief this pain, without you I can't contemplate change, I start to fuel up with rage, but I do nothing but lay and decay, here at this spot, I think I will Stay, I feel my body rotting away!
I don't even know what I'm to do, my life relies on silver bullets to cock ready and shoot, or how much I can fling out with a silver spoon, sleeping in every afternoon, I feel like I'm gonna puke.
This is it, this is how you make me feel, make me feel like I need to steal, watch layers of my skin wilt off and peel, I couldn't be anymore real!
Verse2) if I ripped my heart out, could you see my veins in it, my beating heart has no contingents, I'm seeing that it's, a lost hope for me, like no real reason to breathe, what faith do I have to believe, when no one believes in me.
Damn, I never thought of that, in fact, I don't think of anything but self pity, I'm just one person out of a whole city, so what gives me, anyone right to think anyone would even miss me, man reality's gritty, chance of happiness is one out of a milli. So when I infect my body while gripping, just know I was just slipping
Into another realm in dimensions, I'm sick of this stressing, my messes I'm confessing,
Maybe minutes or some seconds, childhood full of neglection, no weed no anti depressants could get me out of depression, I could count all my wrongs in separate sections, but when do you finally break with copious weight and some friction
I'm disturbed, but I'm not down with the sickness, but I'm so sick that's sickening, no color no pigment, my soul is just a collision.
Verse3) a letter with all the pain that I felt, i could blame the whole world or I blame myself, self reflecting I don't have nobody else, I'm the reason for ripped scar tissue and a body full of welts, manic depressive health, or the reason I put a knot in the belt.
But either way I feel follish for it, reached out but you all ignore it, my hearts bleeding I showed you I poured it, my thoughts are no longer assorted, and I feel if my dreams are crushed you'd expect me to snort it.
I'm a father but I grew up with no father so how am I to farther my daughters, how am I to pay for the college, I can't deal with my own pain, I try to acknowledge but I can't pass any knowledge, everyone else seems normal, robotic, but I don't want to see them grow and work at hot topic, I don't want to see them addicted to narcotics, so I need grow up and just stop it, stop spending all in my wallet, I know it I plotted, these demons I fought it, I pinched and I nodded, grab the gun and I'll cock it.
