There's an energy
That takes control of me
Grab my thoughts to
Bury in a hole again
Fetch my hearse
And kill this curse
Short and terse
It's getting worse
I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way
Like, Get The Fuck Out of my face
Out of reach, and
Staring at the antidote
Growing vacant
Feel the hands upon my throat
Fetch my hearse
And kill this curse
Short and terse
It's getting worse
I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way
I'm just constantly tryna
Find my place
It's hard to get the closure
When it happens over and over
There is nothing to fill
The emptiness
And with death at every corner
I know I have to face it
On my own
I'm not looking for sympathy
Just something to believe in
Put me out of my misery
The truth that I'm perceiving
I'm so tired of
"Things'll get better", "it's temporary weather"
When it's not a phase
They keep throwing all the
Clichés in my way
Get The Fuck Out of my face
