I don't want to do this anymore,
been caught up in a lie before.
Same grind same shit,
ten plus years and still in the same pit.
Settling down is synonymous for down in chains,
but better down than lone with the pain.
Tell me who am I fighting for
Is it wrong that I want more?
Pain trying to hide my eyes get blurry,
lines also do trying my best not to make anybody worry.
Twenty plus years still don't know how it feels,
coming back in with a kiss and a good warm meal.
Nothing feels like it was before,
I don't want to find love anymore.
Wonder if this will last forever,
wonder I'll die without knowing an ever.
I don't want to die no more,
but I barely feel alive anymore.
Sick of kneeling down on the floor,
but I don't want to try anymore.
Sick love this feeling so ill,
time to waste time to kill.
Chill in my bones
so sick to the core.
Sick of wondering when I'll elope
get me out from this downward slope.
Can't give up hope is what I tell myself,
but this stagnant rot is causing me to hate my own self.
