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Dear Lord, ask yourself
"How many friends do you have by the end of the night?"
"And how many would text first if you stopped texting first?
To fully understand let me take you back a couple months (hey)
I wrote a letter to my self back in December full of grievances
The ink that signed the paper I drew blood from all the pages and
I'm tryna find the peace within the chaos of my soul
While writing on my walls with full insanity, I let it go
Here’s the contents of the letter
As I wrote a suicide note
December 27th, feel the past is catching up to me
I spent my life inside this room just tryna find my harmony
But every single song that I have written seems to fall asleep
'Cause I been sleeping on myself since everything is bothering me
My love is locked away, she in the cellar of her pain
And while I write this note I feel the notion of the rain
This energy I'm floating, incoherent in the way
That I would kill myself if it would mean a better day
I'm losing everything I ever wanted to the cycles
They might as well just pass me up and leave me in my castle
Finding nothing seems to ever comfort in my mind
Insanity is peace, I found it truthful every time
Finding nothing seems to ever comfort in my mind
Insanity is peace, I found it truthful every time
Finding nothing ever seems to comfort in my mind
Insanity is peace, I found it truthful every time
Finding nothing seems to ever comfort in my mind
Insanity is truth and I would find it every time
Oh-ah-ah-ah
La-la, la-la
La-la-la
La-la, la-la-la
(Go)
La-la, la-la
(Just go)
La-la-la-la
(Just go)
La-la, la-la
(Go)
La-la-la-la
(Just go)
Yo, so, where’s the love if trust was never in your fucking motive!?
I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I’m tryna focus!
I can’t see, I can’t breathe, you love the show and!
And i know, that you was never ever really the one, ugh!
I’ll forever be alone (ever)
(Cry all night fall)
I’ll forever be alone (ever)
Hold me close in your arms (where’s the love if trust was never in your fucking motive!?)
(Ask yourself, "How many friends do you have by the end of the night?")
I know, hold me close
("And how many would text first if you stopped texting first?)
I know that I’ll be alone in
(Ask yourself "How many friends do you have by the end of the night?")
This world, nothings ever worth it
Written by: Kid Cole
