Brad - Telephone Calls Lyrics

When I was in the sixth grade
My mental health was problematic
Grades were getting low
All my actions getting so erratic
Watching television
Even though screen was static
Avoided everyone
I locked myself up in the attic
Only left the attic
Just keep my jumper automatic
Didn't talk to girls
They were always actin so dramatic
17 years old is
When my life really got traumatic
One girl broke my heart
Damn I think she turned me to an addict

Already depressed
So my thoughts were turning suicidal
Hop into my car
Drove away and then I sit and idle
Everything was spinning
Started spazzing had to check my vitals
Shit hit the fan
Now My life was on a downward spiral

ADHD medication
Started takin double doses
Got so f*cking angry
That I went outside and burnt the roses
Got my dads shotty
Out his closet hope he didn't notice
Would have been the night
I forgot to go a head and load it

I got lots of problems
But I'm not the one to go and show it
Shoot all of my shots
And Every time I go and f*ckin blow it
Knew she was the one
Man I know it man I really know it
Couldn't talk about it
So I had to go ahead and flow it

30 letters written
Had the names checked off on a list
4 letters blood stained
From the slits that's on my wrist
Numbed don't feel the pain
Now you finally get the gist
Eleven whole attempts
Thank god that I f*ckin missed