You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
My life really isn't glamorous
It honestly feels more cancerous
That's why I was smoking cannabis
Cause honestly it took care of it
I just wanted to fix my problems
But now I don't feel so awesome
Cause I quit, and that's good I guess
But now I feel like I never can blossom
Expressing my feelings can be hard
But I'll just tell you, my mind feels barred
And that's kinda why I'm always on guard
But it doesn't matter, cause it's already scarred
Screw it up more, now it feels marred
Get out the lighter and make it all charred
Now my mind feels like a junkyard
That's why I ripped it up and threw all the shards
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You may think that I'm just confused
But I'm bruised
And my mind feel all abused
And misused
Now I'm feeling diffused
With no views
I can not do interviews
Cause I always refuse
They say the problem isn't you
Then who's?
Cause I haven't got a clue
What to do
But you probably already knew
Is it true
If it's not me, what it's to due to
Can it undo
If can be fixed, then you gotta tell me how to
Nowhere to go, my mind feels so empty
Thinking good thoughts, I use to have plenty
Maybe not that much, but at least twenty
You'll think I'm crazy, I can't think of any
Thinking bad thoughts, tho now I have many
Put on fake face, I'm tryna be friendly
People think of me, and they always envy
Think of myself, well I think I'm deadly
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
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English
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
My life really isn't glamorous
It honestly feels more cancerous
That's why I was smoking cannabis
Cause honestly it took care of it
I just wanted to fix my problems
But now I don't feel so awesome
Cause I quit, and that's good I guess
But now I feel like I never can blossom
Expressing my feelings can be hard
But I'll just tell you, my mind feels barred
And that's kinda why I'm always on guard
But it doesn't matter, cause it's already scarred
Screw it up more, now it feels marred
Get out the lighter and make it all charred
Now my mind feels like a junkyard
That's why I ripped it up and threw all the shards
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You may think that I'm just confused
But I'm bruised
And my mind feel all abused
And misused
Now I'm feeling diffused
With no views
I can not do interviews
Cause I always refuse
They say the problem isn't you
Then who's?
Cause I haven't got a clue
What to do
But you probably already knew
Is it true
If it's not me, what it's to due to
Can it undo
If can be fixed, then you gotta tell me how to
Nowhere to go, my mind feels so empty
Thinking good thoughts, I use to have plenty
Maybe not that much, but at least twenty
You'll think I'm crazy, I can't think of any
Thinking bad thoughts, tho now I have many
Put on fake face, I'm tryna be friendly
People think of me, and they always envy
Think of myself, well I think I'm deadly
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
My life really isn't glamorous
It honestly feels more cancerous
That's why I was smoking cannabis
Cause honestly it took care of it
I just wanted to fix my problems
But now I don't feel so awesome
Cause I quit, and that's good I guess
But now I feel like I never can blossom
Expressing my feelings can be hard
But I'll just tell you, my mind feels barred
And that's kinda why I'm always on guard
But it doesn't matter, cause it's already scarred
Screw it up more, now it feels marred
Get out the lighter and make it all charred
Now my mind feels like a junkyard
That's why I ripped it up and threw all the shards
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this is gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You may think that I'm just confused
But I'm bruised
And my mind feel all abused
And misused
Now I'm feeling diffused
With no views
I can not do interviews
Cause I always refuse
They say the problem isn't you
Then who's?
Cause I haven't got a clue
What to do
But you probably already knew
Is it true
If it's not me, what it's to due to
Can it undo
If can be fixed, then you gotta tell me how to
Nowhere to go, my mind feels so empty
Thinking good thoughts, I use to have plenty
Maybe not that much, but at least twenty
You'll think I'm crazy, I can't think of any
Thinking bad thoughts, tho now I have many
Put on fake face, I'm tryna be friendly
People think of me, and they always envy
Think of myself, well I think I'm deadly
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
You know I'm under a curse
Somebody go get the nurse
I'm about to end up in a hearse
You'll have to finish my verse
I know you might wanna question
If this gaining progression
So here is my confession
This spell it's called depression
Writer: Dalton Dublinske
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid