Lyrics

[Verse] Bide my time, too tired to cry And every single person tryna hit my line should know I'm fine I'm tryna die by sippin' on this liquor, 'cause it's gettin' me right 1000 thoughts inside my head And every single one of them's too good to be said My pulse looks fine, I lie in bed Countin' by the minutes and the syllables said 18 years, so full of regrets And I'm tired of tryna keep away these demons They're more like friends with how much they frеquent And they're all awarе of my deepest secrets Nothing's worse in my head except me It's all I've felt and all I've seen How these people I share blood with still pretend to see me When they've never even really tried to perceive