Brain Fog

Got a life but I ain't living it Go and take it cause I'm of sick of it Watching mirrors as I'm losing it Go destructive, fuck a therapist Steady busy on my own time Fucking trapped up in my own mind Fucking tragic like its columbine I just wish that I can fucking die As I'm 18 writing fucking notes As I'm 18 wanna fucking go As I'm fighting battles no one fucking knows I'm just better off if I can fucking show How I feel instead of fucking bottling All my feelings, yes I'm fucking throttling Myself as I'm motherfucking talking bitch Don't you worry bout my life, I'm offing it