Murderbaby23

Rivilin:

I know anxiety lives in me 
if I stay here will I lose my mind I think I've already passed that time
plagued by derealization feel like im looking through a fucking glass
feel like this ain't my body im just in a dream will death wake me up

these drugs no they don't mean shit when this body doesn't feel even real
can’t keep up a fucking job it feels like im just blessed with bad luck
try to explain it to someone but they don't understand
like why can't I be normal for a second so I can feel human

my body on this cold concrete no furniture fucking around
convinced these shadows on the walls are out for me till im in the ground
take a step back id like to realize that im ok it's just my perspective
It cus feels like im living in my skull like nothing is real and this is all a dream

till I take my life and I wake up, maybe then ill be happy in this place
my psychologist doesn't get it, no amount of therapy can change what I feel
I tell my mother that im ok, that im just going through a rough patch
this is my reality, ill fake a smile and say that im fine

floating above this city,
if I let go will I suddenly fall then can I wake up
to me, this place isn't pretty
I feel disgusted when I see myself suicide’s not enough

there's a constant battle in me
gravity has given in hear the wind roaring as I collide
with the concrete end it quickly 
my eyes snap open breathe heavy, every time I die I wake up

Coaastgxd:


Every time I die I wake up
Every time I die I…

This time I'm just fine running away
And I'd sell my soul just to better the days
I never get a hold of this, I throw it away
I never know what to say, I make the same old mistakes

I been playing in traffic with my emotions and 
I'm closer to a rope than I been in a fucking minute, oh
Every time I think I'm getting better, I end up fucking sendin'
Now I'm back to the motherfucking beginning tho

Can't sleep and I can't wake up
"Life's tough, get a helmet and, shit, man up"
I been stuck and I'm spinning my tires up in the mud
Going nowhere fast, The ash floating over the sun

Rivilin:

my body on this cold concrete no furniture fucking around
convinced these shadows on the walls are out for me till im in the ground
take a step back id like to realize that im ok it's just my perspective
It cus feels like im living in my skull like nothing is real and this is all a dream

till I take my life and I wake up, maybe then ill be happy in this place
my psychologist doesn't get it, no amount of therapy can change what I feel
I tell my mother that im ok, that im just going through a rough patch
this is my reality, ill fake a smile and say that im fine

floating above this city,
if I let go will I suddenly fall then can I wake up
to me, this place isn't pretty
I feel disgusted when I see myself suicide’s not enough

there's a constant battle in me
gravity has given in hear the wind roaring as I collide
with the concrete end it quickly 
my eyes snap open breathe heavy, every time I die I wake up

Scarlett FT. Coaastgxd

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