Anxiety

Yes, it can be empty

... and beautiful

I'll marry my blade, putting her right through my brain.

I'll say I do when I pierce my hearth with two.

Then I will engrave my name on a bullet

Just so I can pull the damn trigger to make it more

fun

Colours, ye, that stuff

My brain on your papers

broadcast

Everyone asking why?

I tell you why

Y'all sucking hard

First you took my happiness at five

But then I realized That it was already taken before

I was fucking born

And you're asking if I'm bloody alright bro?

Ye, I'm perfectly fine

I'm perfectly in vein

I mean

But let's get going, don't stop

Six to fiftheen what a scam that was

Focus

You're drowning, fight now, for the next nine years

Yep

It's sweet juicy, holy, tears

I mean years

I'm fucking despair

In lost in a world of hoes

Switch these two

Two years ago it was two years ago that gave me

false hope for two years straight

But before, just to be sure

Let's overdose

Ten times

Oh God

I heard: Come ClosE

I was so close

I was so close

I was so damn close