I've been thinking about you lately.
I've been working too hard, stressing.
Dreaming of your hand in mine.
Only, waking up to find -
You're gone/
I try to stay strong/
Am I wrong?/
Why does love always end with a gun to your head/
Threatened by a muzzle again/ depression pressin' on my heart only to seem like it's the end/
It's the same guy, but forever changed/
Shots to my dome, but you're outta range/
Zero chance to reveal my pain, it's strange/
I've found you playing on my heartstrings/
Praying that I die, like I don't already be wishing/
Can I speak, I reek, with the pain I reap, I just wanna love someone like tink/
But I'm starting to overthink/
You and him are on the brink -/
Of marriage, and it stings/
Imagine me being happy/
Rich, instead of living this life that's crappy/
Having "bitt-a-men", roll me around, me yelling out "make it snappy"/
I bet panchous pilot is laughing at me from hell/
Cause he knows that compared to my life and there, my life just isn't as swell/
Why do people live in heaven, while others get locked inna cell?/
I'm done trying to be something I'm not/
Go ahead, lock me up, call the cops/
My life is a blip, a near astronomical hit or miss....or not//)
Every day is a horror movie.
That's just how it is for me.
I'm tired of the running.
Do you see my heart?
Can you hear the beat slowing??
I'm done.
I'm out.
No more doubt.
Silence.
Peace.
No more clout. (No more clout).
