Текст песни
I don't want your comfort, I don't wanna be fixed
I've been chewing on glass just to feel like l exist
Another helpless night, another breakdown scene
Puke on my shirt, blood in the sink
Don't ask me shit, I ain't got replies
I'd rather choke on pills than fake a smile
My brain's a bomb with no off switch
I rot in silence while you call me a bitch
I wish to be gone, not buried, not missed
Just dust in the air with a middle-finger twist
No sweet words, no "hope you're okay"
Just shut the fuck up and get outta my way