Haven't felt a thing since I turned 13
Stuck in my dreams
Live through the screen
Love through the texts
Opposite sex
Love me like my own mother at her best
Stuck in a state of dissociation
I remain complacent too complex for my brain
So I build my hatred till I sit awaken
With my heart hanging by a thread
I literally wake up daily filled with dread
My last hopeful thought is that of death
Or just to be held hand on my chest
I sleep through the day but I cannot get rest
Properly
Living my life like I'm property
What would you know boy you're white just so privileged
Why do I think about offing me
Who, what, where? Myself
Stuck in a simulation it ain't hell
It's more like a limbo that eats away at your cells
How ironic
Because I'm feeling like I'm stuck in one
I jumped the gun, too quick grew up too fast and now I'm f*cking numb
I'm tucking guns just so I feel secure you'd better duck and run
Lose-lose, lose again bitch I need luck for once
Haven't felt a thing since I turned 13
Stuck in my dreams
I live through the screen
Send love through the texts
Shown the opposite sex
Love me like my own mother at her best
Because I'm stuck in a state of dissociation
I remain complacent too complex for my brain
So I build my hatred till I sit awaken
With my heart hanging by a thread
I literally wake up daily filled with dread
My last hopeful thought is your hand on my chest
I need rest
Please, f*ck the pills,
F*ck a press, I ain't rest
F*ck a powder
F*ck the rest of them drugs
Bring me enough solace?
Never, none
Ironic
Because I'm feeling like I'm stuck in one
I jumped the gun, too quick, grew up too fast, and now I'm f*cking numb
I'm tucking guns just so I feel secure you'd better duck and run
Lose-lose, lose again bitch I need luck for once
Haven't felt a thing since I turned 13
Stuck in my dreams
Live through the screen
Love through the texts
From the opposite sex
Love me like my own mother at her best