I’m f#cking tired
I’m f#cking lonely
I’m always worried about f#cking money
I love my friends
God-sent appointments
But I always feel like a disappointment
I want a body
I want a mind
My body’s not mine
And my mind’s lying
I’m f#cking losing sleep
My father’s demons creep
My rapist haunts my dreams
(CENSORED) is six feet deep
Don’t cash your checks or ring the bell
This is not how it ends
But it grows in the shadows
When you don’t acknowledge it
History repeats itself
Like razor blades and no seatbelts
When you pretend like it never happened
So f#cking help me
I’m asking this time
I’m not OK
I’m done with lying
So f#cking help mе
I’m asking this time
I’m not OK
I’m done with lying
I’m done with lying
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Freaks Over There – Life’s Full Of Maybe’s Julianna, That’s What Makes It Life
Freaks Over There – I Picked C, Ain’t That A Bitch
Freaks Over There Lyrics – MEDIC!!!