This is real inkwelcore, a brutal tale of the lost male

This might be the realest song I've ever heard. Made me relive my own year of wagie work

this song is fucking beautiful please dont die bro

[Intro]
Should've seen my face
When I turned up to work
In a coat far too big
My anxieties lurked
A man named Brandon
Showed me around
Taught how to talk to customers
When more were inbound

[Verse 1]
The first thing I did
Was I fucked up an order
The guy was so pissed
And he called me a slur
I spent all night
Cleaning the floor
The hurl from the kids
Made me sick to my core

Did you know it's
illegal
to work a minor on the
night shift
But it seems that's
the deal
I don't know how I
survived that shit

[Chorus]
Constant nights of wanting to kill myself
They say a lot of things, they think I'm suicidal
Constant times I've seen myself worse and worse
My eyebags make me look like I am suicidal

[Verse 2]
Shout out to the bathroom
Where I screamed my lungs off
It was my only safe space
That was never enough
Thank fuck for my brain
Who knew when to quit
When I started to hallucinate
I think that was it

There's been so many times
That I want to die
McDonalds gave me insomnia
And I don't think that's right
The manager's on weed
and he's flirting with teens
I don't know what to do
What the fuck does this all mean

[Solo]

[Chorus]
Constant nights of wanting to kill myself
They say a lot of things, they think I'm suicidal
Constant times I've seen myself worse and worse
My eyebags make me look like I am suicidal

[Verse 3]
My college work is due
I've got so much to do
I'm sleeping for an hour
And I want to redo
I've started sexualising
my own death
And I think that's fucked up
But I still hold my breath

Why does life suck
Woe is me
You're sickly little prickly
And you think that you should leave
I googled how to hang myself
It told me not to grieve
I wanted gone so hard
Yet I rolled down my sleeve

[Intermission]
I can't hear you
I can't see you
I can't read the
things you want to do
I can't escape myself
I can't relate myself
I can't shape the world
into itself

[Verse 4]
One time I heard a voice
It came from a corpse
He said quit your job
And he started to warp
McDonalds drove me down to
the pits of insanity
I don't know what to do
And I think that I'm panicking

I came up with a plan
to fix my head
I'll quit my job
so I don't end up dead
I handed in my two weeks
And never looked back
Fuck that establishment
And fuck all of those twats

[Chorus]
Constant nights of wanting to kill myself
They say a lot of things, they think I'm suicidal
Constant times I've seen myself worse and worse
My eyebags make me look like I am suicidal
There's people telling me that I am suicidal
I think it's funny because I don't want to die
The voices yell at me that I am suicidal

[Solo 2]

Working at McDonalds unironically made me suicidal

2 steps forward. 1 step back.

the very bottom of the barrel when it comes to both musical skill and social interaction. if SoundCloud recommended me to you, I am deeply sorry

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