decent depressing shit
• Written by Anonymous
Verse 1:
it really hit me, i really wanna quit see, if you step into my shoes you'll see
how people dis me, i ain't pissed but i really wish it fucking missed me, i
don't wish it on anybody else but this is just switched me.
constantly addicted, my life just isn't fitted i'm sitting over here like why the
fuck can't i just be different, wishing on a new life, wishing on a good wife,
wishing all the things in the world would work right but nothing goes my way
no one's here to stay, people wanna use you, constantly abuse you, treat you
like shit and confuse you but in the end when you're there for everyone else
who's there for you, who really cares for you? and who would go through lots
just to be there for you, i don't know anymore, i'll just drop the the floor and
then maybe people would listen to my inner core and see what i was really
thinking, i've become addicted to drinking, i'm like the titanic, i'm slowly
sinking, that's real.
Verse 2:
I asked for fake shit to be gone, losing friends like crazy, I've been
feeling so lonely my heads been getting dazy, I've been hurt so bad,
and i've lost so much motivation i've naturally become lazy, it's kinda sad.
and i'm feeling so much different, i no longer feel fitted, the pain hurts so much
but if you really want it bad then you gotta stay committed, they say success
doesn't come over night, but i've been waiting my whole life and i still havent
lifted. I don't understand, i'd go through hell and back for this, but i dont know
what's after this, if it's between death or happiness i'd let one choose me,
because i can't see if it's real fake or if that shit's just 2d, i've morphed to a
shelf cause i've got the weight of the world on my shoulders, i've only become
a boulder target for the older, to pick on and drop my confidence like an off
shore, maybe i should just end it and happily fucking drop floors, is that
what you wanted, or did you want a lot more?
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