Emotional Trauma Sucks

If I Die Tomorrow

(Intro)
Have you ever wondered what people would think if you were to die tomorrow?
Would they even blink and if you were to die would they even feel sorrow?
Well you're not alone in these depressing thoughts
That's why I stay on my phone making the impressing plots
So let's get to it buddy because tomorrow might be the last day anyway

(Verse 1)
Sometimes I wonder why I'm such a fucking blunder
And some rhymes I feel like I'm such a fucking cancer
And I wonder if they would even care if I wasn't even there
Each and every day I fight my fear struggle to stay right here
Then I get possessed on this eternal conquest
As I keep striving to learn how to continue surviving
And I'd rather be not just surviving; rather be thriving
Just feel the spirit take over and I'm a lover not a fighter
But even though I've tried suicide I'm a survivor filled with pride
Keep your past right by your side so you don't forget and try to hide
When they make comments so snide and they wound your fucking pride
And it all starts to feel like you got nobody on your side
Well... that's when you start to get those thoughts where you start to plan some devilish plots

(Hook)
If I were to die tomorrow would you even feel any sorrow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you just say that I ran out of time to borrow?
If I tried to kill myself would you say that it's bad for my health?
If I tried to end it all right now would you even try to stop me like wow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you even feel any sorrow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you just say that I ran out of time to borrow?
If I tried to kill myself would you say that it's bad for my health?
If I tried to end it all right now would you even try to stop me like wow?

(Verse 2)
These are the thoughts running through my head
Some days I wonder if it'll be that way til I'm dead.
These are the words I never said out loud because I sure as shit ain't proud
I wonder why I'm so depressed and I wonder why you act so impressed
My thoughts are too dark; they could break your heart... right from the start
Call myself a ghost now because I killed the poet wow
But I guess he got revived; I guess he fucking survived
I guess the lonely poet is here to stay because he's a part of me to this day
But now I prefer to act like a ghost these days I'm more milquetoast
But I guess I'm still a survivor and I'm right here and right there
You say it's not fair; I say I don't care
After everything I've been through you'd be cuckoo too
You'd be cuckoo too like a cucutoo or cockatoo? I don't birds how bout you?

(Hook)
If I were to die tomorrow would you even feel any sorrow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you just say that I ran out of time to borrow?
If I tried to kill myself would you say that it's bad for my health?
If I tried to end it all right now would you even try to stop me like wow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you even feel any sorrow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you just say that I ran out of time to borrow?
If I tried to kill myself would you say that it's bad for my health?
If I tried to end it all right now would you even try to stop me like wow?

(Verse 3)
Have you ever tried to run away from society like nobody understand me
This is that fucking anxiety as I'm always fighting this sobriety
You don't know half the thoughts within me that I hide so easily
Like why this society so damn petty always trying to be fucking depressing me
I got enough anxiety; I ain't trying to have you fuck with me
My soul was another casualty and I threw it away so casually
I try this better but I got a few final questions for you brother...
Questions we should all ask one another now and forever

(Outro)
If I were to die tomorrow would you even feel any sorrow?
If I were to die tomorrow would you just say that I ran out of time to borrow?
If I tried to kill myself would you say that it's bad for my health?
If I tried to end it all right now would you even try to stop me like wow?