Ensd - Mrs. Trauma Lyrics

Locked up again
I'm sick of being in detention
If I'm caught one more time I'm getting a new suspension
My name echoes the halls
It's found in all directions
My phone got a new message, a random basic
I think another girl is offering me safe sex
Hope she's not like the last bitch that's obsessed with latex
Or like the hoes that popping pills like the Matrix
In their defence, I'm not one to say shit
Before she kneels I need to Neo
Get out this room, fake or real
Reasons, tell the teach how sick I feel
Tactical, I'm a Navy seal
Saw through me, grabbed me by the blubber
Ask if a young boy ever used a rubber
Said no, she the same age as my mother
She said today I will be your lover
With my rep I don't wanna piss another
One off so I f*cked her
Now my world has different colours
Cancelled on the girl don't need another
Made it to tomorrow, my eyelids were broken shutters
When Mrs. T passing by my locker, I shudder
She using me for comfort
She expect me to hug her
There never was a witness
I wanna build some distance
I want someone to talk to
But they don't f*cking listen
Believe I'm really lucky
Class clown to superstar
Because I'm really lucky
Why I'm not over stars
I feel I'm stuck in Mars
Call me Matt Damon
Curled up and prone
I'm all alone
My blown up phone
Get that treatment, Post Malone
What she felt like
Offer payment for an answer
You think this entertainment
Coming back from Cloud 9 on my spaceship
Blasting asteroids, flashing cameras
In my face my escape won't deploy
You think I should feel joy
Tell that to altar boys, tell that to
This case not independent
Responses are pathetic
Emotions are synthetic
Why's it so hard to get it
I'm in an Armageddon