Broken in, I'm broken again
I've had enough of this, that's what I feel like
Hope is hopeless, I'm fucking chokin'
Сan't deal with this, fuck real life
I used to thing about suicide, I feel better now, but I still might
Take my life, cause this shit don't make me really feel nice
I love it when people just casually ask "Ken, are you depressed?"
Like I put up an act, but I just tell 'em no
'Cause if I explain
They still wouldn't know about all of thoughts
That've run through my head that're making me think
That I'm better off dead (I really think that I'm better off dead)
People that don't understand, think I don't make any sense
People that know where I stand, can't even help me for shit
All of us stuck in the sand, and no one will give us a hand
We wanna get better, we're calling for help
But no one is willing give us a chance
So when I make it out, it's fuck then, and it's fuck you
Needed help, you ain't come through
You don't know what I've gone through
When you're all alone, I'll be gone too
Pooping off like a 12 shotty
Heart's gone, I'm dead rotting
Too bad, I don't feel sorry
She feeling me but I don't feel shawty