Letras
Oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh
These thoughts are killing me
Kinda funny telling me to kill myself
Yeah, the cigarettes make it hard to breathe
When I look in the mirror, all I see
A fucking failure
Know my mom ain't proud of me
But at the same time, why would she be?
Just look at me, don't know who I am
And the blades are calling back to me
Getting blood all over my white tee
I don't know who I am
I don't know what you want with me
I wanna go back to when I would cry to my mom and she'd comfort me
And I miss my grandma, why did she have to leave
It's almost been a year
But it feels like she was just here last week
Shit was kinda tragic
Why'd it have to happen