[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.

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Working at McDonalds unironically made me suicidal

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