What is this? song is this I know you so well, so well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty
I know you're somewhere, somewhere
I've been trapped in my mind girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend there's something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold back
I'm in pain, wanna put ten shots in my brain
I've been tripping 'bout some things, can't change
, same time I'm tame
Picture this, in bed, get a phone call
Girl that you with herself
That was this summer and nobody helped
And ever since then, man, I hate myself
Wanna end it
Pessimistic
All wanna see me with no in
But been excited 'bout the grave I'm digging
Having conversations about my haste decisions
sickening