I can't handle these pressures. All I can say is, this stress hurts. Things are supposed to get better. I just need to put myself first. I'm always tryin' my hardest not to pick myself apart, this energy's killin' my vibes now. Sometimes I just wanna drown out all of the thoughts in my mind, too much goin8 on at the same time, I wish it would stop and I've tried, but life just sucks then we all die. That's just reality, and they lied to me. I'm f---ed up, but I don't wanna be. I wonder if I'm good enough. Or maybe I've just had too much
To drink, to sm0ke, to swallow. I'm drownin' up my sorrow. There are rules I'll never follow, like pretend there's no tomorrow... I wish there was no tomorrow